The Wrong Woman

As Mila and the group approached the motel, the receptionist whispered, "Looks like we've got more police coming."

A police officer inquired, "What do you mean?"

Pointing toward the elevator, the receptionist explained, "Someone called the police, and the manager just took a few police upstairs."

Not waiting for more, the police pressed, "Did a woman named Fenna check in tonight with an intoxicated man?"

Before the receptionist could respond, Mila and Cameron moved past the police, heading straight for the elevator to check the floor. It halted at the third floor.

Mila pressed the button again, and soon, Cole and Phoebe joined them. "It's the third floor."

The police from the front desk caught up, and together, they ascended to the third floor.

Outside room 302, the earlier police officers were still knocking on the door.

Cole pushed through impatiently and stated, "Stop knocking. Break it down, I'll cover the cost."

As soon as he finished his words, he kicked the door with determination. With a loud crash, it swung open, granting them entry.

On the spacious double bed, Nathan lay fully dressed, undisturbed, seemingly deep in slumber after a night of heavy drinking.

Cameron anxiously scanned the room. "Where's Fenna?"

the bathroom, the sounds

sat beside the bed, gently touching Nathan's face. Relief washed over her as she whispered, "Nate, wake

followed Cameron into the bathroom, with the

to find Fenna bound to the shower rod, a white

chuckle. Fenna had clearly underestimated Nathan. Even in his intoxicated state, he was too much for her. Cameron approached Fenna, gently untying her wrists

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officer spoke

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Fenna clung to Cameron, her voice quivering, "I didn't do it. I swear." With stern and disapproving looks, Cole and Phoebe fixed their eyes

room, Mila had been trying to

their initial survey, the police replaced the emergency phone and took a glass of water from the table for

his voice filled

nothing," Fenna protested, her voice

his composure. "If you're innocent, why did Nate tie you up? Why won't he

I didn't do anything," Fenna stammered,

officer chimed in, "Perhaps the