A knock sound barely reached Sienna's sleeping mind.
Then came another knock.
"Miss Adams."
A distant voice followed.
Sienna frowned slightly in her sleep.
"Miss Adams."
This time, the voice sounded clearer and closer.
Slowly, her eyes fluttered open.
The bright white light above immediately made her squint painfully. Her neck ached terribly from sleeping in such an awkward position, and her entire body felt stiff and heavy.
She looked up. For a few seconds, while trying to adjust her vision, she noticed two men standing in front of her.
One was the same police officer from earlier. And the other, a man wearing a dark, expensive-looking suit with a fashionably matching tie.
Sienna blinked repeatedly before quickly sitting up straighter.
Her hair had become messy from sleeping against the table, so she hurriedly pushed it back behind her ears.
"Yes, sir?" she asked hoarsely.
