Chapter 7The police station was quiet when Ashleigh arrived an hour later. She surveyed the cars in the parking lot, noting the cruisers had diminished significantly, before she slipped into the front foyer area. She used her most professional voice that she’d honed in a brief stint as a call center worker to explain to the woman at the front desk that she was there to deliver a package to the officer monitoring the holding cell.
“I believe the name is Johnson?” Ashleigh glimpsed into her backpack as if to confirm this. She noted that the amorphous glob Levi had given her had transformed into an arrow pointing left.
“Officer Johnson has left for the day,” the woman at the front desk said. “Is the package for him specifically or for the holding cell officer? If so, Officer Murphy would be
