OWEN'S POV
I got to the hospital in the afternoon. The air was fresh, the sky was blue but I felt heavy. I couldn’t stop thinking about what Zoe said.
I had to make sure Alexis pays for what she did.
When I arrived at her floor I saw the officers waiting—two in uniform and one detective in plain clothes. Officer Blake, a seasoned man with tired eyes and firm hands, nodded at me. “Mr. Pratt, we’re about to proceed.”
“Let’s do it,” I said, jaw tight.
We entered Alexis’s room. It felt cold there. Alexis sat up in bed, her posture was perfect despite the bandage. She looked like she was about to pose for a fashion magazine not face criminal charges. Her skin was pale but her eyes sharp. Unbothered.
Officer Blake moved forward speaking sternly.
“Ms. Alexis Calder, you are under arrest f
