Chapter 113: Pressing Charges

Calla’s POV

The officers arrived within ten minutes. Two of them walked into a room, a man and a woman. Their keen eyes immediately took in the scene—Kael sitting on the floor, pressing a cloth that one of the other spa workers had given him to his bloody temple. The shattered glass and spilled manicure supplies. Me, holding Cleo, who was still sniffling with her face buried in her neck and blood