#88 “Sophia has been Arrested in London.”

Police cars quickly surrounded the building, their red and blue lights flashing in a disorienting rhythm. The commotion outside left Sophia and Alexander in a state of heightened tension, their eyes straining to get a better view of the approaching scene.

“We have to get out of here,” Alexander urged, grabbing Sophia’s hand as she continued to peer out the window. Sophia turned to him, her voice a hushed murmur. “It’s no use.”

Perplexed, Alexander’s brow furrowed. “Why do you say that? Don’t give up.”

Sophia responded with a bitter laugh. ” I’m not giving up. But think about it. How long before they find our fingerprints and realize we were here? You, Alexander Stone, can’t hide in plain sight, and I’m a lawyer. If we run, it’ll look like we have something to hide, which we don’t. We need to stay and tell the truth.”

Alexander gazed at her with a mix of admiration and surprise, appreciating her quick and analytical thinking.

“Alright, we stay. So, what’s our story when the police arrive?” he inquired.

“The truth,” Sophia replied, locking her gaze with his. But their conversation was abruptly interrupted when a team of police officers violently breached the front door of the room. Reacting swiftly, Sophia discarded the gun, ensuring it hit the ground before they noticed her.

authoritative and demanding. “Raise your hands

sight. He squeezed her hand in an attempt to give her courage before moving on. One of the policemen began to speak, ”

trailed off as they spotted the lifeless body sprawled

them!” he barked at his fellow officers. The two of them were swiftly handcuffed, their hands immobilized behind

for him, her voice steady and familiar with the process. “Or anything you say can and will

view of the sprawling metropolis never failed to remind her

that she believed would finally remove Sophia from the picture, once and

phone rang, and she picked it up with an air of authority. It was one of her trusted subordinates, someone who knew

subordinate spoke, a hint of excitement

across Megan’s face. It seemed that her carefully laid trap had indeed ensnared its target. “Go

more. Alexander Stone is also in London. He accompanied Sophia to the police station, though his involvement doesn’t seem significant, and he’s expected to be released

had always been to drive a wedge between Sophia and Alexander, and it

during Sophia’s imprisonment, she would not only lose her freedom but also suffer a tarnished reputation. And

to spend her life in prison, and her reputation in ruins.” Her voice held a chilling resolve as she plotted Sophia’s downfall, convinced that this

wasn’t going to miss it for the world. Now that Sophia was

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station, Alexander was mentally and physically drained. His tired eyes bore the weight of exhaustion, and he felt a nagging sense of fear and worry gnawing at the edges

criminal lawyer London had to offer. He was determined to do everything in his power to aid Sophia. The lawyer, a sharp

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