As Damien pushed open the heavy glass door, a bell above it rang out, announcing his arrival. The police station's lobby was bustling with activities, officers typing away on their computers, suspects being led in handcuffs, and worried-looking civilians filling out forms.

Damien's tailored suit and confident stride set him apart from the crowd. He approached the front desk alongside Olivia, where a harried-looking officer looked up from her screen.

"Mr Sterling! can I help you sir?" she asked, her tone had a hint of excitement in it..

"I'm here to see Officer Jameson," Damien replied, his deep voice commanding attention. "I need to find more information about my mother's...