Nora's POV

I watched with fear while plastering a bored expression on my face as I watched the cop walk into the interrogation room.

“Miss me?” The cop smiled as he walked in.

I snorted and rolled my eyes.

“I guess you don't.” He chuckled as he settled before me.

I turned to him and smirked. “Maybe if you come in with chips, I may miss you.”

He smiled before clearing his throat and leaning forward. “Are you ready to talk now?”

“I don't have anything to say.” I ...