SOPHIA’S POV
With a heavy heart, I picked up my bag and left the set. I hadn’t even gotten into my ride when Emily called me.
I picked up. “Hi Emily.”
“What the hell did you do, Sophia?” she asked, her voice snapping.
“You’d have to be more specific than that,”
I said.
“You set David up,” she said. “Why? I told you to wait. I had a plan.”
My throat tightened. “Are you sure about that? Because you gave me the wrong suspect. You made me believe he tried to kill me.”
I could hear the hesitation in her voice. “That’s… I didn’t mean to.”
I scoffed. “Of course. Whatever happens to Davis is on you. Even if he didn’t try to kill me he tried to tarnish my image with lies. At least I exposed the truth. So tell me why you were protecting Beverly.”
“Who’s Beverly,” she asked.
“Come on, E
