The Wrong Woman

As Mila and the group approached the motel, the receptionist whispered, "Looks like we've got more police coming."

A police officer inquired, "What do you mean?"

Pointing toward the elevator, the receptionist explained, "Someone called the police, and the manager just took a few police upstairs."

Not waiting for more, the police pressed, "Did a woman named Fenna check in tonight with an intoxicated man?"

Before the receptionist could respond, Mila and Cameron moved past the police, heading straight for the elevator to check the floor. It halted at the third floor.

Mila pressed the button again, and soon, Cole and Phoebe joined them. "It's the third floor."

The police from the front desk caught up, and together, they ascended to the third floor.

Outside room 302, the earlier police officers were still knocking on the door.

Cole pushed through impatiently and stated, "Stop knocking. Break it down, I'll cover the cost."

As soon as he finished his words, he kicked the door with determination. With a loud crash, it swung open, granting them entry.

spacious double bed, Nathan lay fully dressed, undisturbed, seemingly deep

anxiously scanned the

sounds of

touching Nathan's face. Relief washed over her as she whispered,

and Phoebe followed Cameron into the bathroom,

find Fenna bound to the shower rod, a white towel stuffed in her

Phoebe couldn't help but chuckle. Fenna had clearly underestimated Nathan. Even in his intoxicated state, he

eyes brimmed with

"We claiming report from a man a woman drugged and

it. I swear." With stern and disapproving looks, Cole

room, Mila had been trying to

the emergency phone and took a glass of water from

the bed, his voice filled with anger.

did nothing," Fenna protested,

innocent, why did Nate tie you