Monique rushed inside the town hall, her shawl scattering everywhere around her shoulders, that only stayed over her, as she held on to it tightly from one end and the other side was pushed under her tote bag that she held on to for life and rushed towards the police stations, as she climbed up the wide stairway.
The inside of the police station was in a total state of frenzy.
People were jumbled up and pushed together, as they stood right outside the station’s office.
Many random citizens had gathered outside the office along with many reporters as well who were trying their very best to reach out to Althea and get an exclusive and first hand interview with her to know where she really was, what happened to her and if she was really at the Secret Chef Society, why did she just come bac
