(Jessica’s POV)
By the time I make it back to my apartment, it's nearly midnight.
My phone rings almost immediately. Freya's name on the screen.
"Where did you go?" Her voice is panicked. Betrayed. "You said you'd come back! The police arrested me! They're charging me with k********g!"
"I had to make sure the cameras were destroyed—"
"You left me! I did what you said and you abandoned me!"
Guilt tries to surface but I push it down. "Freya, listen to me. You need to stay calm. Your father will get you out. He'll hire the best lawyers. You'll be fine."
"They're saying I could get twenty years—"
"Don’t believe a f**k of what they say. They’re lying, trying to scare you into confessing everything." I try to keep my voice calm, confident. "Without evidence or confession from you, they c
