After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#101 “It was A Setup, All of It.”

Sophia couldn’t shake off the unexpected twist in the investigation. The phone call from the police station had summoned her to a place laden with tension and uncertainty. She made her way to the station, she looked calm on the outside, but her heart was pounding hard.

As she entered the bustling police precinct, the atmosphere was charged with an air of urgency. Detectives moved purposefully between desks, and the low hum of conversations created a backdrop to the unfolding drama.

In a small interrogation room, Cassie sat, her eyes red and swollen from tears. Sophia’s gaze met hers as she entered, a silent exchange fraught with unspoken questions, Alexander, standing nearby, wore a mask of concern, his eyes scanning the room for any signs of resolution.

Detectives greeted Sophia as she stepped in. The room seemed to shrink as they all settled into their respective roles.

“Do you want to tell Sophia what you told us?” Detective Turner asks her and Cassie nods. Sophia took a seat, facing Cassie. ” What happened, Cassie?” she asked. Cassie, her voice shaky, began recounting the events. “I didn’t kill him. It was a setup, all of it.”

The detectives exchanged glances, probing for inconsistencies in Cassie’s narrative. “Take us through it, Cassie,” Detective Turner urged, his tone measured.

Cassie took a deep breath. “I was approached by a stranger. He offered me a large sum of money to help him with something, something that would be easy, he said. All I had to do was incapacitate my boyfriend, and then go to the police.”

The room buzzed with murmurs as everyone tried to comprehend the unfolding plot. Sophia’s eyes narrowed.

I just needed the money, and

you to

don’t know. He didn’t tell me everything. Just that he had some issue

of deceit. “Cassie, you’re saying someone manipulated you into framing me

gaze, her eyes pleading. “I really don’t know, he didn’t give me any

Turner scribbled notes, his mind calculating the pieces of the puzzle. “Did you

hood or something to hide his face. It was always

standing by Sophia, whispered, “This is unbelievable. Who would go to

this person, Cassie. If what you’re saying is true, he is dangerous,

to cooperate with her. Cassie nodded genuine fear in her eyes. “I don’t want anyone else to

her story with any available evidence. As they left

statements were taken, alibis verified,

a waiting room, their

this than we initially thought. Cassie was, indeed, an accomplice, but not willingly. Her boyfriend was involved in drug dealing, and Cassie was

at each other in amazement at the outcome of Cassie’s

had accumulated significant debts, and the mysterious person targeted her vulnerabilities. They used her desperation against

culprit is this criminal organization associated

used a virtual number, and she only met him once, without

raced as she tried to absorb the layers of deception. “What