The echoes of the police station's walls seemed to linger in my mind as I left, the weight of Bruce's
escape still heavy on my shoulders. After the chaos at the law firm and my encounter with Timothy, I was eager to leave it all behind and return to the comfort of my own home.
As I stepped out of the station, the cool evening air was a welcome relief, but I was far from prepared for what awaited me.
I had barely taken a few steps when I heard my name being called from behind. I turned, only to find a group of people rushing toward me. They wore eager smiles and carried cameras and microphones.
"Evie! Over here, Evie!" one of them shouted, thrusting a phone in my face.
I blinked, my heart racing. I started backing away, having had enough of my share of paparazzi run ins.
"You and Timo
