The interrogation environment
For the rest of the journey, neither of them said a word, immersed in a whirlwind of thoughts and fear. When they finally arrived at the police station, it was the same unsympathetic officer who led them into one of the interrogation rooms. “Sit down and wait here. Someone will be with you shortly,” he growled, before leaving, letting the door close behind him with a dry slam that made Erika wince.
The Interrogation Environment
Concern
Mark and Erika looked around, confused and nervous – neither of them had ever been in a police station, let alone an interrogation room. Erika let out a deep sigh, trying to stay calm. “Well, at least we’re together,” she said with a weak smile, which soon faded from her face. “What do you think the kids are doing? Are they going to be okay? What if… what if the hole gets even bigger?” Anxiety was once again gripping her chest, and the fear of the unknown was beginning to suffocate her.
Worry
