Chapter Eighty-Five - Detained

Bernard's POV

I felt an inauspicious omen when Becky barged into Alice and I in my office, to announce that I was being called by some strange anonymous men. I knew instinctively that it wasn't going to be any regular client or business associates. From the way things sounded, it was more like a higher authority, some kind that I needed to be subject to.

I hesitated for a while, wondering why they had refused to disclose their identity. It brooded ill.

'Could they be serial killers or anything of the sort?’ I pondered, realizing the possibility of being killed or detained.

Luckily for Alice, it was yet another chance to escape from the lingering punishment she'd got to serve. I also deemed it necessary to remind her that I haven't forgotten about it yet.

I headed to the reception room, where the men were supposedly waiting patiently for me, only to find out that they were policemen.

My heart melted at the sight of them. With every step I took, my anxiety heightened.

‘What could be go