In the principal’s office, Jess spotted Mrs. Sinclair seated on the sofa. She sighed and advanced further, coming to a stop. “You requested to see me, Sir.”
The principal sighed as Mrs. Sinclair rose to confront Jess. She delivered a harsh slap that nearly knocked Jess off balance. Jess gasped, meeting the woman’s furious glare, trying so hard to steady her breathing.
“I don't understand how the police let you go! You took my daughter’s life, and they simply released you! Just like that!” Mrs. Sinclair erupted in anger.
Jess released a shaky breath, struggling to maintain her composure. “I didn’t take your daughter’s life. I swear, I didn’t.”
“There were witnesses! Aren’t those witnesses sufficient to see you behind bars?! You threatened my daughter for something she likely didn’t do,
