Ezra sat behind his desk, his sharp gaze fixed on the door as he waited for Officer Connell to arrive.
His office was filled with the usual hum of peacekeeper operations outside, but the air inside the room felt heavy.
He had summoned Connell quietly, not wanting to raise suspicion or cause unnecessary alarm among the other officers.
This conversation, if it went the way he expected, should solve the puzzle of the strange things that have been happening within the peacekeepers.
Connell might be a crooked cop but he found it hard to believe she would even hurt a fly. There was a reason she was stuck at the front desk.
The door to the office opened with a soft creak, and Officer Connell stepped inside, her usual composed demeanor slipping slightly as she saw the serious expression on Ezra's face.
Her hands fidgeted as she closed the door behind her, and her eyes darted around the room before finally settling on Ezra.
