07:34 A.M.
Manila National Police Station.
July 21st, the year 2018. Saturday.
Katrina Fajardo's 23rd birthday.
13 hours and 6 minutes since Katrina Fajardo went missing.
Marcus knew that being in an interrogation room along with Ms. Alestre would be as chaotic as it could be. He was a lieutenant, and he needed to prohibit anything that would come out of her mouth that was not true. The honesty that they needed to prevail. It wouldn't fix on its own. They should gather more evidence, information... so on, and so forth.
He clenched his jaw and gritted his teeth as he rubbed his hands on his forehead. He looked the other way as he bit his lip while, after a second, putting his hands on his hips.
