“Faith?” one of the officers, a tall man with a serious demeanor, called out, his voice echoing through the sudden silence of the office. 

Faith’s heart dropped. “That’s me,” she croaked, fear creeping up her spine. Her mind raced through countless possibilities, her body tense as they approached. 

“We need you to come with us,” the officer said, his voice devoid of warmth. “You’re under arrest under suspicion of breaking and entering.”

“What?!” ...