Carolina let out a low, amused laugh, shaking her head as she propped herself up on one elbow, the movement making the fabric of her nightie shift, revealing even more of her generous curves. "What are you talking about, Sarah?" she said, her voice dripping with amusement.
"I'm very happy with Jack." She leaned in slightly, her expression turning serious. "He's the best thing that's ever happened to me."
Sarah's face paled, her voice shaking. "He—he's a murderer, Carolina. Do you know that?"
Carolina's eyes flashed, her voice turning sharp, almost angry. "That's enough, Officer Sarah," she snapped, her fingers tightening around the phone. "I know Jack." Her voice dropped into something final, something unshakable.
"Even if he was a murderer…" she paused, her gaze locking onto Sarah's through the screen, "or even a terrorist…" Her lips curled into a slow, dangerous smile. "It wouldn't change anything."
Sarah's breath hitched, her fingers trembling around the phone.
