Chelsa walked up holding a stack of documents. "Miss Shannon, Mr. Quinn is here and waiting for you in your office."
Cynthia's eyes showed a flash of surprise. "Got it."
As she walked briskly into the office, she saw Jacob sitting on the sofa, quietly smoking a cigarette. When he noticed Cynthia entering, he extinguished the cigarette in the ashtray, quickly got up, and walked to the window to open it for ventilation. "What brings you here so late?"
"I was meeting with a friend." Cynthia walked over to her desk, placed her bag down, and looked at him. "Why did you come in person? Is something wrong?"
Jacob casually shoved his hands into his pockets and sat back on the sofa. "I took some time to visit the police station today."
Upon hearing this, Cynthia's expression changed slightly. "Did you find any leads?"