An hour before...
A pair of black shoes click-clacked against the tiled floor. Her hand pushed through the glass door and entered the room. Phones ringing like hell, endless chattering voices echoed in every corner, and hustling police officers dragging criminals down the hallway, welcomed her inside the station.
Ngunit no'ng bigla siyang makita ng mga ito, ay mabilis silang nagsipagtayuan at sabay-sabay na sumaludo.
"Ma'am!" bati sa kanya ng mga subordinates niya.
"As you were..." mahinang sambit ni Abraxas.
Dumiretso siya sa conference room at isa-isang pinagmasdan ang mga taong naroon. Pero isang mukha lang naman talaga ang hinahanap niya simula kanina.
"So, where's the hotshot Police Inspector?" she muttered as she pulled her seat. "
"Naku Ma'am, wala pa po Sir Lucero. Pero baka
