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 was getting into. I just needed the money, and he

Turner interjected, “Why did he want you to go to the police? What was

everything. Just that he had some issue with you,

leaned forward, searching for any signs of deceit. “Cassie, you’re saying someone manipulated you

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

the pieces of the puzzle. “Did you see this person? Do you have any idea who

a hood or something to hide his face. It was always in the

as the detectives absorbed the information. Alexander, standing by Sophia, whispered, “This is unbelievable. Who would go to

mind racing, looked at Cassie. “You have to help us find this person, Cassie. If what you’re saying is true, he is dangerous, and he might

about that part, but she knew it was the way to get Cassie to cooperate with her. Cassie nodded genuine fear in her eyes. “I don’t want anyone else to get

detectives decided to delve deeper into Cassie’s claims, promising to cross -reference her story with any

as statements were taken, alibis verified, and

and Alexander found themselves in a waiting room, their minds

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

Alexander look at each other in amazement at the

was coerced into participating in this plan. Her boyfriend had accumulated significant debts, and the

his brow furrowed, asked, ” So, the real culprit is this criminal organization associated with the

The person Cassie communicated with used a virtual number, and she only met him once, without seeing his face. Our initial

raced as she tried to absorb the layers of deception. “What about this mysterious person? Do we have any leads