"Are you sure about going in here?" Louie gently asked as he followed me behind, heading to a room.
"Yes, I need to confirm it" I replied and only the sound of our shoes tapping on the floor as we walked is heard through the silent hallway, few of the police guided us to the room.
"Here we are" the police said as he halted and open the door. Louie and I followed inside, telephone that is hanging on each block. The police stayed behind me, Louie distance himself as I sit and looked at the young man behind the glass window, wearing an orange uniform.
He sat in front of me, his eyes is cold as the last time I saw it. His brows furrowed as he and I picked the telephone at the same time.
"Evan" I said in a gentle voice.
"Why are you here? Paying a visit?" he replied and looked at the side of the glass window and spotted Louie, "I thought Ivy is with you"
"Ivy hates you, you know that right?"