Alina's pov I sat down patiently and waited. Time and time again, the receptionist would glance at my side, as if to tell me to leave."Ma'am, I would advise you to go home and wait for your husband. You cannot save him" he had said to me, as I care for any of what he thought. "I am not leaving here without my husband" "Poor thing, you would be waiting a long time. Your husband should have thought about it carefully before killing someone" he added "He didn't do" I almost screamed to his face"You have so much faith in your husband. Makes me wonder if you guys work together. Perhaps, we should interrogate you too" he had warned "You wouldn't dare" I retorted "Watch me do it" he had answered "Son of a bitch" I cursed inwardly. From where I sat, I was muttering silent prayers for Ryan and hoping Eleanor would serve soon. "There you are," I said quickly standing up when I sighted Eleanor walk in with her grandpa "Welcome air" I greeted him "Where is she?" He had asked"The rec

Ryan's POV"I need to speak to someone" I demanded coldly."You are a murderer, a heartless one at that to remain at the crime scene. And you dare to ask to speak to someone?" One of the officers had replied "Yes, I still have my rights" "I'll tell you what, you have no rights whatsoever in here" "Let's hope that you won't regret this" I warned "Believe me, I won't. We are helping you by keeping you here. A lot of people out there want you dead. You see, what you might not know is that you just killed a very important man" the officer explained "I did not kill anyone. Even if I did, I am not stupid to remain there" I objected "Except of course if you wanted for it to look like this like you are not stupid to remain there" the officer added nodding his head "Oh God, you believe that?" I asked "Of course I do, we will await the autopsy reports" he answered "Can you not even try to look for other suspects? Or other persons that were at the location at the same time?" I asked "Y

****Hayley had a tough time picking out the dress she wanted to wear. But each dress she picked was either too tight (making her look desperate) or short (giving off some vibes) which she did not like. She wanted to be a woman in her dress, feminine, classy, and yet decent. She thought about what Olivia told her and wondered if it was true. She always dismissed thoughts of her feeling affection towards John and she pretended to be oblivious to the way he stared at her sometimes like he was lost. She just wanted to be sure and do what was right for her and her unborn child. John was no doubt a great man but what if he did her dirty? Or leaves like Clyde? She had to think of these before entering into any relationship, the last one had damaged her beyond repair. Would John be willing to care for a child that was not his? All these would affect her decision to either be with him or not. “I feel like this a plan for you to get John and Hayley together and I have never seen you this e

****Eleanor got a call from Booker saying he got some information for her. She had been waiting for almost 30 minutes now, she had asked him to keep a close eye on Alex for her, where he visits, and who he sees. She wanted to find out if he had a terminal illness or something. She was beginning to believe the intel she had received because Alex had avoided public gatherings since she heard about the blood incident. “There you are,” she said sighing after she saw Booker come in“What took you so long?” she asked“Did I take long? I am sorry. I was trying to get the address right”“What address?”“You asked me to keep a close eye on Mr. Alex, that is what I have been doing” “So, tell me. What is it?”“It turns out you might be right. He went to the doctor. I am very sure it was a private set-up meeting because the place did not look much like a hospital”“Well, that is not surprising considering he would not just go to the hospital. This doctor must be very trustworthy. Did you mana

*** *** ***Ryan sat where he was, ignoring the obvious commotion that was going on outside because of him. "I demand that you release him!!" Grandpa Tony yelled from the counter at the officers on duty."I'm sorry, we can't do that, not until he confesses.""Confesses for a crime he never committed?" "Until he is not proven guilty, there's nothing I can do.""My husband would never kill anyone." Alina butts in."How can you be so sure? Vouching for a husband that looks like crazed man? I'm surprised you are not crazy yourself." The police snaps.Ryan clenches his fist, glaring into nothing. Unlike other incoming inmates, old inmates never dared to talk to Ryan or pick a fight with him. The cold icy gaze was enough to send them to the corner of the cell, completely avoiding him.He wishes Alina wouldn't care and just leave the police station. If he wanted to leave the station, he would right this minute, all he had to do was make a phone call.He hasn't made a move because he is wai