Meanwhile, the moment Michael stepped into the vast, cold building of the NYPD Headquarters, a strange shiver ran through his body. Police officers hurried in every direction, files piled everywhere, yet the air carried the stench of conspiracy more than that of law. Michael and Stephnie reached the reception desk, where a stern woman officer sat in crisp uniform.
"We need to meet Detective Paul," Michael said, keeping his voice flat and controlled.
The officer tapped at her system for a few moments, then looked up. "Detective Paul? He was transferred a month ago. He's currently at the Pennsylvania Police Headquarters. An old unsolved case there has been reopened, and Paul was specifically requested to assist with the investigation."
