Rebecca POV:

I was taken to the interrogation room at the police station.

Across from me in the interrogation room sat the two men who had brought me in, who by now no longer looked cold but had become very anxious and had sweat pouring from their foreheads.

My mobile phone was placed on the desk of the interrogation room and the only thing that kept ringing in the quiet interrogation room was my phone, which didn't stop for a moment.

"Miss Klein, would you like to take the call first?" One of the men shuddered and pushed the phone towards me again.

I looked up at him with a...