Gloria's voice rose, her words tumbling out in a rush. "Just leave, Officer. Please, just leave. You're not going to find anything here. I don't know what you're looking for, but it's not here."Officer Thompson's expression remained firm, his eyes never leaving Gloria's face. "I'm not leaving until I get some answers, Mrs. Timberlake. You're hiding something, and I aim to find out what it is."Gloria's face twisted in frustration, her hands clenched into fists. "Fine. Stay then. But you're not going to find anything. And even if you do, it's not going to prove anything."Officer Thompson's eyes narrowed. "I'll be the judge of that, Mrs. Timberlake. Now, I want to see the rest of the footage. All of it."Gloria's eyes flashed with anger, but she knew she had no choice. She nodded curtly and gestured to one of her bodyguards, who stepped forward to comply with the officer's request.As the footage played on, Officer Thompson's eyes scanned every frame, searching for any clue that might
Amelia rushed into the sitting room, her face flushed with excitement and concern. "Gloria, what's going on?" she asked, her eyes scanning the room as if searching for answers. “I saw the cameras being changed.”Gloria sat on the couch, her expression tense and guarded. "What are you talking about, Amelia?" she asked, her voice cool and detached."When did Officer Thompson come over to the house?" Amelia demanded, her eyes locked on Gloria's face. "I saw him leaving as I was coming in. What did he want?"Gloria's expression faltered for a moment before she regained her composure. "He came over about an hour ago," she said, her voice measured. "He was asking questions about Luke Richardson."Amelia's eyes widened in surprise. "Luke you mean? What does he have to do with anything?"Gloria's eyes flashed with anger, but she bit back her response. "Just drop it, Amelia," she said, her voice firm. "It's none of your concern."Amelia's face fell, but she knew better than to push Gloria when
Ava nodded slowly, her eyes still brimming with tears. Mrs. Greenfield could see the struggle in her, the desire to see Luke warring with the need to take care of herself and the baby."I know," Ava said finally, her voice barely above a whisper. "I just feel so helpless. I want to do something, anything, to help Luke. He has always been there for me, I want to be there for him too."Mrs. Greenfield squeezed her hand. "You are doing something, Ava. You're carrying his child, and that's the most important thing right now. You need to focus on that, on keeping yourself and the baby safe and healthy."Ava took a deep breath, a small smile on her lips. "You're right. I know you're right, but..."Mrs. Greenfield smiled back, her eyes shining with tears. "I know it's hard, Ava. But you're not alone. We're all here for you, and we'll get through this together."Just then, the doctor came in, a smile on his face. "Ava, I have some good news," he said. "The baby is doing great, and you're gett
Amelia pulled her car into the gas station, the sound of the engine dying as she shifted into the park. She got out of the car and stretched her arms, looking around at the familiar surroundings. The gas pumps stood like sentinels, their bright colors and bold lettering a stark contrast to the dull gray of the pavement. The convenience store loomed behind them, its windows reflecting the fading light of day.Amelia walked into the store, the bell above the door jingling as she entered. She paid for her gas and waited for the attendant to fill her tank, her eyes scanning the aisles of snacks and drinks. The store was quiet, the only sound was the hum of the refrigerators and the occasional rustle of packaging.As she waited, Amelia pulled out her phone and began to text Officer Thompson. "I have a video regarding Luke Richardson's accident," she typed. "Can we meet up?" She hesitated for a moment before hitting send, wondering if she was doing the right thing.As she waited for a repl
Amelia pulled into the coffee shop parking lot, her heart still racing with anticipation. She took a deep breath, calming herself down, and got out of the car. Officer Thompson was already there, waiting for her outside the entrance. He smiled and nodded in greeting."Thanks for meeting me, Amelia," he said. "Can we have a seat inside?"Amelia nodded, and they walked into the coffee shop together. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee and baked goods enveloped them, a warm and inviting atmosphere. They found a quiet corner table, and Officer Thompson gestured for Amelia to sit down.As they sat, Amelia couldn't help but notice the curious glances from other patrons. She felt a sense of unease, wondering if anyone recognized her and if anyone knew why she was meeting with a police officer. But Officer Thompson's calm demeanor reassured her, and she focused on the task at hand."So, Amelia," Officer Thompson began, his voice low and serious. "I understand you have some information regardin
Gloria's smile never wavered, her eyes shining with a sincerity that Ava didn't believe for a second. "If you don't want me here, Ava, that's fine. But know that I care deeply about Luke's wellbeing. I only want to help, to support him through this difficult time."Ava's expression turned venomous, her lips curling into a snarl. "I don't care," she spat, her voice low and deadly. "Get the fuck out, Gloria. You're not welcome here. You're the last person Luke needs right now."Gloria's eyes widened, but she held out a bouquet of flowers, her hand trembling slightly. "Okay, I'll leave," she said, her voice soft and placating. "But please, Ava, accept these flowers. I brought them for Luke, to brighten up his room and lift his spirits, maybe, just maybe if you put this flower beside his bed, he would wake up."Ava's gaze fell on the flowers, and for a moment, Gloria thought she saw a glimmer of softening. But then, Ava's face twisted in anger, and she snatched the bouquet from Gloria's h
Gloria turned and exited the room, leaving Ava seething with anger and a deep sense of betrayal. The door had barely closed behind her when Stanley entered, a look of concern etched on his face."What did Gloria want?" he asked, approaching Ava with a gentle stride. “Why was she here? I hope she didn’t threaten to hurt you. You should have called me earlier.”But Ava didn't reply. Instead, she let out a heavy sigh and fell back, her body trembling with emotion. Her eyes, red-rimmed from tears, seemed to hold a thousand unspoken words. Stanley caught her, holding her upright as she struggled to regain her composure. Her chest rose and fell and her breath ragged. "Ava, are you okay?" he asked, his voice soft with concern, his eyes scanning her face for any sign of distress. “You look pale. Breathe, Ava.”Ava nodded, her eyes welling up with tears once more. "I'll be completely okay if Luke wakes up," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the steady beep of the machines surroundi
Thompson stormed into his office, slamming the door behind him. He kicked his desk in frustration, feeling a surge of anger and helplessness. He couldn't believe the director had suspended him and refused to give him the warrant.As he stood there, seething with frustration, his eyes fell on his phone. A message from Ava flashed on the screen, asking if there were any updates on the case. Thompson felt a pang of disappointment and guilt. He couldn't reply, not now. His director had just asked him to leave the office, and he couldn't risk being seen as disobedient.He slumped into his chair, feeling defeated. He had been so close to cracking the case, and now it seemed like everything was falling apart. He couldn't even communicate with Ava, the one person who truly understood what he was going through.Thompson rubbed his temples, trying to ward off the headache that was forming. He felt like he was hitting a brick wall at every turn. The director's suspension, Gloria's cunning, and n