When Love Becomes a Cage by Nora

Chapter 80

Chapter 80



I was peering out the window when I saw it - a woman with long hair tumbling down to the ground, surrounded by a spreading pool of crimson. Looking back to where she'd fallen from, there was no one in sight.

Below, the gathering crowd let out shrieks of horror. Glancing down again, I caught someone pointing up at me, shouting, "The killer, the killer's still up there!"

Almost reflexively, I ducked away from the window, thinking to dash downstairs to see what was happening for myself, but I ended up face-to-face with the cops.

"Melanie, stop right there! You're under suspicion for the murder of Isla. You are being detained. Drop anything you're holding!"

Four officers had me surrounded in no time, and I was so stunned I couldn't even move.

One of the female officers stepped forward, took the coffee cup from my hand, and sealed it in an evidence bag before slapping handcuffs around my wrists.

It was surreal. Just a day later, and I was back in an interrogation room at the police station, this time with handcuffs on.

I tried to explain that I had only heard Isla's voice and hadn't actually seen her. They could check the surveillance footage, I said.

But the cops just sneered. "The hospital's surveillance system was down for upgrades today, during your husband's emergency. You must have heard that."

I racked my brain but couldn't recall any such thing.

I didn't know about that. My husband was in surgery; why would I care

cut the act! We have concrete evidence against you. Even without the footage, we

the middle of the night, and the

were located, was especially quiet, with no staff

produced a phone with

Jarvis, has been

contact," I protested, panic setting

settled over me. I had to clear my name; I couldn't stay locked

up, the Laird family

then, even if I could prove my innocence and Clyde woke up, it might

and I was shocked to see

outlined

to bring her to the hospital today. There were threats too,

at the unfamiliar child, I was lost. What

girl. And Clyde...Clyde was sedated at the time,

Isla to the hospital? It doesn't

tried to reason with them,

sense if you were using Clyde's phone

an apartment registered in your name. What do you have to

was dumbfounded, speechless. Someone was framing

been worried about was Clyde; I hadn't checked

was at the company stealing files today. I have surveillance footage as proof, and the compromised material is from