Luca’s POV

The drive to the police station felt longer than it should have. My hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, frustration bubbling under the surface. Rose didn’t belong behind bars, and I was determined to get her out. When I arrived, I approached the front desk with a steady resolve.

“I’m here to see Rose,” I said to the officer seated behind the desk.

The officer barely glanced at me before shaking his head. “No visitors allowed.”

“What do you mean, ‘no visitors allowed’? She’s my wife—” I started, but he cut me off.

“She’s under investigation, and Alina has put in a directive barring all visitors until further...