Monica 

“Look, just breathe, alright? Calm down and explain the situation,” Gina says over the phone, her voice steady, but I can hear the worry behind it.

Gina and I have been close since we decided to team up against Knox.

I let out a long, frustrated sigh and sank onto the couch, shaking with anger and anxiety. “A few minutes ago, the police showed up at my door. They said they got an anonymous tip to check me for drugs.”

“Shit, did they find anything?” she asks, her tone sharp and concerned.

“No!” I nearly scream. Then I slap my temple in frustration.

“If they didn’t find anything, then...