Professor Chloe walked briskly into a police station, heading to one of the officers in sight.
"I want to make a complaint. I need you to arrest somebody immediately!"
The officer looked up from the papers he was working on to her.
"Good Evening, ma'am. How may I help you."
"I need you to arrest somebody immediately!"
She repeated, shaking her body in an ajar tune. The officer dropped the pen in his hand and clasped his palms together, holding up his chin with the tips of the fingers.
"I want to believe, ma'am, that you know that there are basic procedures in every formal institution, a police station inclusive."
She didn't react to those words. She kept her body moving, her face indifferent.
"How about you take a seat, calm down, then tell me what the problem is."
"Sitting is not necessary. I won't be staying long here."
She dismissed. The officer nodded.
"Okay. What is the problem? What really happe--"
