The Accused

Alexus brought Rafaella to his office while waiting for Lance to appear. They were seated on the couch near the doorway. He waited for her to finish drinking the contents of the glass before he took it from her and drew her close.

"Are you okay now?" Alexus asked after he looked at his wife's face getting back to normal, which was so pale after receiving the news about the murder of Sandy.

"Yeah. Thanks, babe..." Rafaella said in a muffled sound after the tears streamed down her face. She could not believe that the woman she'd known as her husband's ex-girlfriend was found dead. "I'm sorry about my weaknesses, Alex. The stress is never-ending."

"We were all as astonished as you are, so why do you have to apologize?" Alexus replied. "I should be the one to apologize because this adds another emotional burden to you. I'm also becoming agitated, so you're not alone.," he said.

Her hands clattered his neck as she hugged him and asked, "How was she killed?"

"We have to wait for Lance.