Man of little words

Days passed, time passed, but Petra still had the memories of what had happened to her in the board room, still fresh in her head. It was like a memory that would become permanent regardless of what could happen in the future.

Today, she watched Netflix at home when she suddenly heard her phone ring. She immediately checked the caller's ID to see who had tried to disturb her peace today because she had been having an unknown number calling her for almost a month now.

"Hello?" She voiced out after having to gulp the liquid content on her table.

"Mrs. Petra Hills, I believe I am unto you, right? Judging from the sheer curiosity of your voice?" 

Petra had never received such an absurd call from anyone, and regardless, she had no choice but to reply.

"Yes, you are unto Petra Hills. And who are you?"

"I am Detective Robin Adams. I don't wish to disclose my identity any further than this. I want to see you on camera!"