"Oh, we definitely will," the officer said flatly.
Elsewhere in the station, behind closed doors, the walls echoed with other voices.
Cici broke down under questioning—tears ruining her makeup, hands trembling. She blamed Dora for everything. Claimed Xavier knew nothing. Said the call was just a joke, a jealous moment meant to upset his ex.
But the female officers weren't buying it. They knew what kind of monster was hidden beneath her delicate exterior.
In another room, Dora sat stone-faced and pale, her composure cracking under the weight of public disgrace. She answered the questions—quietly at first, then with a kind of tired acceptance.
For the first time, she regretted everything.
She had thought the daughter of the Shadow Pack would be a valuable alliance. That she could be tu
