Lyra's POV

I guess if that was his aim, then it was so perfect because it has been fulfilled. As I was about to sit down, the door cracked open again and as I spun my head towards the direction, I was taken aback. That bastard! Why the hell did I even turn?

“This is Mr Sawyer, boss,” the police officer said as I stood upright. I think that's how they respect their bosses or even among themselves.

Instantly, he was on his feet. “You're welcome. Right on time, actually,” the detective said, but this useless goat wouldn't let his blazing eyes leave me once.

I mean, I think he...