Chapter 61

Alice's hands wouldn't stop shaking. She sat in the lobby of the Ritz Hotel, a blanket draped over her shoulders, staring blankly at the ornate carpet. The events of the past hour played on repeat in her mind, each recollection making her feel sick to her stomach.

Mr. Jenkins' forceful grip on her arm,he had tried to force himself on her with the collaboration of the hotel staffs. The panic as she realized his men were trying to force her into the elevator. The relief when the young man - Maxwell, she now knew - had stepped in.

"Miss? Miss, are you alright?"

Alice looked up to see a concerned police officer standing in front of her. She blinked, trying to focus.

"I... I think so," she managed to say, her voice barely above a whisper.

The officer nodded sympathetically. "I know this is difficult, but we need to take your statement. Are you feeling up to answering some questions?"

Alice nodded slowly. As she recounted the events of the evening, her voice grew stronger. She described how