"I found two new puppies for our order to take in."
Theo gulped his saliva down.
'That doesn't sound… good,' he thought, steeling himself to prevent his expression from showing anything. Yet, after a mere second of hesitation, he allowed his doubt to reflect on his face.
After all, it was perfectly normal for someone in his position to be unsure about the future in this kind of circumstance.
"Call him yourself," the male officer said while rolling his eyes.
'So there are those who enjoy the bloodshed and those who only treat it as a tool in this orga… no, order,' Theo took a note.
Earlier on he suspected that the relatively kind and violence-restrained approach of the woman was just a tactic, a method like the famed good cop bad cop chemistry often brought up in the shows he watched in his past life.