07:59 A.M.
Manila National Police Station.
July 21st, the year 2018. Saturday.
Katrina Fajardo's 23rd birthday.
13 hours and 30 minutes since Katrina Fajardo went missing.
Ms. Feliciano faced her with a determined face and a clenched jaw. It didn't intend for her to scare his colleague away. He knew Marcus was not the same as any police officer around in the area. He was the most competent around here, and Ms. Feliciano would not let other teams define who he was. Mentioning Lordelle every time they had an investigation. As far as Ms. Feliciano knew, she had to hide the fact that the chief of the police was being threatened by that person.
He saw the pictures by the side and he placed them on the board one by one. The smiling pictures of Xian Santos, Margo Monteverde, and Katrina Fajardo etched through his mind like the phonetic alphabet. He can't help but knuckle his fists.
