Zack
Andrew was just as I had expected him to be. Quiet and reserved. He was the head of the police station’s cleaning crew, which was an immediate red flag.
“So, Mr. Carter…your daughter works at Techno Café?” Steve questioned and Andrew frowned slightly before he nodded. “And how long have you been working at the station?” the frown didn’t leave his face as he stared at Steve curiously. “Andrew,” Steve hissed out softly as he leaned forward. “Please answer the questions,”
“Yes, of course…um, I have been at the station for about three years,” he said, and everyone made a note. Everyone except me. I wasn’t there for their documented interview. I was here to get to the bottom of all of this.
“And were you working on the twelfth?” Steve then asked and Andrew nodded.
“Please verbalize
