Chapter 59 Rome

Rome pushed open the heavy door of the police station, the metallic clang echoing in the dimly lit corridor. The reception area was bustling with officers going about their duties. Rome nodded to the desk sergeant before making his way to the interrogation room. As he entered, his eyes scanned the room, landing on a woman seated on a metal chair against the far wall. She sat with her back straight, hands clasped tightly in her lap, her expression a mix of defiance and apprehension. Rome approached her with a calm demeanor, ready to delve into the questions that needed answers.