Olivia
The police officers’ entrance was swift, their expressions stern and determined.
It had worked.
They had heard everything, thanks to my desperate call to 911. I had clutched the phone, hidden behind my back, recording the entire horrifying confrontation.
“Alpha Colin and Jenifer,” one of the officers announced, reading from his notebook, “You’re under arrest for conspiracy, homicide, attempted murder, and a long list of other crimes. You have the right to remain silent.”
The room was a whirlwind of chaos. Jenifer’s face was as white as a ghost, her body trembling. Colin’s face was a mask of confusion and anger, as he had been abruptly awoken from a deep slumber to discover everything that had transpired.
But it was Nathan who caught my eye, his face pale an
