Owen parked the car and the two hopped out of it, eager to put their vengeance in place. The station was not so busy at this hour of the night. It was 8PM. Owen strode inside with purpose and found a police officer on his desk while saw a few near the coffee machine, talking in low voices. "We have to register a complaint of a missing person," he said to the one at the desk.
The policeman frowned at them and then lazily waved to the chair opposite to him for them to sit. Owen perched on the edge of the chair and Nessa kept on standing.
The policeman switched his computer on and with an exasperated, tired sigh, said, "Tell me the details."
"My sister, Elize, is abducted," Owen breathed out. His eyes went to the policeman's name on the metal plague. James Murphy.
James started clicking on his computer. His brows furrowed deeply and he said, "Go on," in a serious tone.
