"So you're telling me that the person sending you the messages attempted to murder you?"
I took in a deep calming breath before opening my eyes and repeating the same thing I've been saying for the past half hour.
"Like I said, I'm not hundred percent sure but yes I do think so."
The officer looked up at me in obvious boredom. "Sure."
He continued typing on his computer before speaking up again.
"Okay, you may go now and we'll contact you if we find anything."
"What? That's it? You won't even see the messages?" I asked, feeling annoyed with his careless attitude towards the problem more and more by the second.
The officer opened his mouth to say something but nothing came out.
"You didn't even ask for the number!"
"Ma'am, believe me, we get complaints like this all the time. They
