Chapter 3

The police car pulled up in front of the local station.

The officers escorted me out and led me straight into the interrogation room.

The cold lights, the cold chairs and table, the cold handcuffs, everything reminded me how bad things had gotten.

The officer in charge of my interrogation was a middle-aged man named Lewis. His face was stern, and the look he gave me was full of contempt.

"Edward, you're the president. You know the law. And you still broke it by assaulting a student. Do you realize what you've done?" Lewis slammed the notebook down on the…