By the third day of my internal investigation, the news had leaked everywhere. Overnight, I, the once decorated police heroine, became public enemy number one, a corrupt cop who framed innocents. My photos were plastered across the internet, and every comment section boiled with hate and curses.
A: [A cop dealing drugs? Throw away the key.]
B: [I heard her husband wanted out, so she set up his whole family. What a snake.]
C: [How did this monster even get a badge? Dig deeper.]
Meanwhile, Jack and Bianca reveled in their impeccable reputations. He played the tragic, devoted husband, and she was the saintly victim caught in the crossfire.
As for me, I counted the seconds in a freezing interrogation room, and the clock's ticks echoed like a death march. My captain risked it all by sl
