Chapter 4

Standing at the imposing entrance of the police station, I took a deep breath. The national emblem glinting in the sunlight gave me a strange sense of reassurance.

But there was a catch: my TruthSpeak System was a passive skill. I could only blurt out the truth if someone asked me a question.

I couldn't just walk in and say, "Hey, my mouth's got some kind of superpower."

That would be nuts.

I had to figure out a way to get them to ask me the right questions, ones that would actually get to the point.

I walked into the…