#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.

and demanding. “Raise your hands

officers’ immediate line of sight. He squeezed her hand in an attempt to give her courage before moving on. One of the policemen began to speak, ” We received a murder

as they spotted the lifeless body sprawled on the

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

reciting their rights. Sophia finished the sentence for him, her voice steady and familiar with the process. “Or anything

lavishly decorated office, overlooking the city below through the floor-to-ceiling windows. The panoramic view of the sprawling metropolis never failed to remind her of the immense power and influence she had

plan, a plan that she believed would finally remove Sophia from

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

spoke, a hint of excitement in their voice. “Sophia

seemed that her carefully laid trap had indeed ensnared its target. “Go on,” she replied, feigning a calm

London. He accompanied Sophia to the police station, though his involvement doesn’t seem significant, and

was working better than she could have hoped. Her intention had always been to drive a wedge between Sophia and Alexander, and it appeared to be happening before her

that, during Sophia’s imprisonment, she would not only lose her freedom but also suffer

to spend her life in prison, and her

wasn’t going to

*

drained. His tired eyes bore the weight of exhaustion, and he felt a nagging sense of fear and worry gnawing at the edges of his consciousness. Sophia’s situation was dire, and he

criminal lawyer London had to offer. He was determined to do everything in his power to aid Sophia. The lawyer, a sharp and experienced professional, made immediate contact with the police and

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