KEIRA

As Papa and I entered the police station, Officer Rodriguez, the familiar face from our previous visits, looked up with surprise. "Back so soon?" he remarked, a curious expression on his face.

We exchanged glances before responding, "We are here to see Calvin."

Officer Rodriguez arched an eyebrow; his surprise was evident. "See Calvin? Are you sure about that? We are still in the middle of an investigation."

My gaze was steady as I nodded. "It has nothing to do with the ...