Desmond stared at his phone, his hand trembling. He couldn’t believe Tila had hung up on him. His mind was spinning. Everything was falling apart. Inside the police station, Carina was crying.

And Tila the one person he thought would help had turned her back.

The bright sun above felt too hot, Then he saw her ,Faye — walking straight toward him.

Desmond’s breath caught. “Faye…” he began weakly. “I’m sorry.”

She stopped in front of him, her face calm but cold. “What are you sorry for?” she asked. “Don’t try to improvise your way out of this. Think about what you did wrong and apologize properly. You might have...