Several hours after the assault, the police station was alive with tension. Mercury and Eratz sat side by side at a long table, their faces grim but composed.
Across from them sat a disfigured man, his face swollen and bruised beyond recognition. He glared at them through puffy eyes, a cold compress held weakly against his cheek.
Kaida and Raya leaned back in their chair next to them, Kaida looking around, and Raya sniffing the air as if she had no connection to the chaos.
An officer loomed over them, a thick file of papers in hand, his expression a mixture of annoyance and disbelief.
The door to the waiting area swung open with a bang. Victoria, Cassie, and Roger hurried in, their expressions a mixture of concern and exasperation.
Victoria's sharp eyes scanned the room, quickly landing on Mercury and Eratz.
"Are you alright?" Cassie asked, her voice high-pitched with worry.
"Facially, better," Eratz said calmly.
