Layla's POV

I scoffed lightly at the question. I didn't mean to... fuck I was a grieving wife, but that question was just dumb.

Does he have enemies?

"He is Noah fucking Reynolds." I gritted. "If he doesn't have enemies, no one can have enemies."

"It was just a harmless question." The other officer argued.

Harmless question?

No! It was a stupid question.

I was about to answer him when Jack raised his hand. "Alright enough, both of you."

"Look I can... "

"Mark I said enough." Jack interrupted him from speaking. Then he turned to me. "That would be all for today. If you remember something else..." He shoved...