Chapter 0215

Amelia's voice was laced with urgency as she said, "There's a problem, Officer Thompson. I need to talk to you."

Thompson's expression turned serious, his eyes scanning the surrounding area before nodding curtly. "Come in," he said, stepping aside to let her enter.

As Amelia stepped inside, Thompson's eyes darted around the hallway, checking for any signs of surveillance. Satisfied they were alone, he closed the door behind her, his movements swift and quiet.

Inside, Amelia's eyes widened as she took in the chaotic state of Thompson's apartment. She forced a smile, trying to hide her distaste, while covering her nose with her hand. "It's... quite a cozy place you have here," she said, her voice strained.

Thompson's face turned bright red as he apologized profusely, "I'm so sorry about the mess. I've been meaning to clean up, but..."

He swiftly sprang into action, clearing piles of clothes and papers from the couch, revealing a stained but serviceable surface beneath. He grabbed a near