ARNOLD's P O V

After receiving a call from Jason that the law enforcement authorities had hauled Celestine to the station for disturbing the public order, I wasted no time in making my way there to look for her.

I immediately made a halt when I saw her sitting on a chair in the far corner of the room. She was motionless, but her eyes were swollen and bloodshot red. I heard Jason sigh heavily behind me.

When the chief of the local police department saw me, he walked over and greeted me with a smile and a bow of his head. ‘‘Good afternoon, Mr. Maxwell...’’

‘‘I’m sorry for troubling...