Within minutes, the sound of police sirens filled the neighborhood, a welcome relief to Jason’s racing heart. The officers arrived swiftly, their presence filling the once-quiet street with a sense of urgency. Jason watched from a safe distance as they entered the house, ready to confront Susan.
The confrontation was swift but intense. Susan, caught red-handed, tried to explain her presence. “I was looking for evidence!” she exclaimed, her voice laced with desperation. “Evidence that proves I didn’t do anything wrong!”