I had just finished fastening the last button on my crisp uniform, ready to get out and meet Chief Rooney, when the door creaked open.

The sharp click of heels against the tiled floor almost sent a shiver down my spine. But I held myself, reminding myself that I was not supposed to give in to any fear. I could not present myself as a coward to those vultures anymore.

Turning towards the sound, I collided with Marylyn’s face, her ever-present entourage flanking her sides. Their expressions ...