"I'm just saying that if we actually kill someone, none of us is walking away from that without some serious consequences."
The moment those words were spoken, everyone went dead quiet and exchanged nervous looks around. It finally hit them how bad things really were, even Madison hesitated.
After a long pause, she released me, gritting her teeth and hissing, "You're lucky this time. But if I catch you again, you're as good as dead!"
She shot me one last nasty look before slinking off with her lackeys. The cell door slammed shut with a loud clang.
I dropped to the cold, hard floor, tears streaming down my face. How much more did I have to go through before I could finally see the light of day?
I hoped Zachary could hang on a little longer. I'd be back with him soon… And I hoped Ethan wouldn’t lose faith in me, that he'd believe I'd make it back to him...
I had no clue how much time had passed. Out of nowhere, a guard yanked the cell door open with a loud clang. "Evelyn Wiley, someone's here to see you."
I forced myself to sit up, glancing up to see a man in uniform nodding at me.
Could it be Ethan? But he should still be overseas, tied up with the company. Unsure but still hoping, I trailed behind the guard down the hallway to the visiting room.
To my surprise, a man I'd never seen before was sitting behind the glass. He wore a well-tailored suit and gold-rimmed glasses, his expression stern.
"Good day, Ms. Wiley," he said, his voice calm and steady. "I'm Henry Locke, the lawyer Mr. Grayson hired."
I froze.
A lawyer? Why would Ethan need a lawyer? Could it be… about my case?
"M-Mr. Locke, hello," I stammered, my heart racing.
"There's no need to be nervous," Henry said with a small smile. "I'm here to share some good news."
"G-Good news?" I asked in disbelief.
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