CHAPTER 86

Elijah’s POV

I walked into the police station, the familiar scent of disinfectant hitting me as I approached the front desk. Serena had asked to see me urgently, something about having important information. I found her in a small interrogation room that they used for visiting prisoners, looking nothing like her usual self. Her hair was disheveled, dark circles marred her eyes, and she seemed to have aged overnight. Nevertheless, I didn’t feel an ounce of pity for her.

“What's going on, Serena?” I asked as I sat down across from her, not wanting to beat around the bush. “Why did you want to talk to me?”

She glanced up, her expression weary. “I need to tell you something, Elijah. Something important.”

“What is it?” I asked straightaway, trying to gauge if she was telling the truth.

“I'm not the one behind everything,” she said quietly.

I frowned, taken aback. “What do you mean? You've done so many terrible things, Serena. Are you trying to pass the blame onto someone else now? And w