Chapter 118: Threats, reveal.
As they stepped into the interrogation room where Roseline sat, Ashley couldn’t ignore the unease etched across the woman’s face.
She scanned Roseline’s upper body, visible from behind the desk, her heart pounding at what she might finally reveal. Unlike the last time they’d seen each other, Roseline no longer wore that mask of defiance. There was fear in her eyes now—despite her effort to hide it—and that gave Ashley a fragile glimmer of hope.
Maybe she really wants to confess this time.
Lorenzo’s hand slid around her waist, his fingers giving her side a gentle, grounding squeeze.
"Ms. Roseline," Nicolas said, his voice calm but firm. "You asked to see Ms. Flynn. She’s here."
Roseline cast a nervous glance at Ashley, then at Lorenzo, before clearing her throat. "I want to speak to her alone."
Lorenzo’s body tensed beside Ashley, his xpression hardening.
"No," he said quietly, tightening his hold on her. "I’m not leaving you alone with this woman. This could be another one of her games."
Ashley hesitated. There was a desperate sincerity in Roseline’s eyes that hadn’t been there before. She turned to Nicolas, torn.
"Mister Grey," Nicolas said gently, catching the tension. "You don’t need to worry. We’ll be right outside the door. The suspect has been thoroughly searched—she’s clean. And she’s cuffed. There’s no need to worry."
Ashley nodded. "I think Nicolas is right," she told Lorenzo softly, meeting his worried gaze. "I’ll be fine."