Apologies for the inconvenience caused by your visit."

Karen immediately fetched drink for the two police officers.

Tyrone positioned himself beside Sabrina, reclining against the couch with a serene expression and legs crossed.

He naturally exuded a captivating air of authority.

Spotting him seated there, the two police officers felt an unexplainable surge of nervousness.

"Sir, may I ask your name?"

"I'm Sabrina's husband. Blakely is my last name," Tyrone responded. “I, too, am keen on understanding how my wife met with an accident. Feel free to ask your questions. I won't interfere."

The officer looked puzzled. Was this indeed Tyrone Blakely?

The more she scrutinized him, the more she was convinced.

Then she turned to Sabrina beside him. She had sensed a touch of familiarity when she heard her name the previous day. Wasn't she the woman being talked about online?

So, they were a couple. And Galilea was the one who had intruded on their marriage.

Regaining her focus, the officer addressed Sabrina, "I assume you heard my earlier statement. The suspects deny any calculated planning behind the accident. They state that they were driven by your allure to act impulsively. I need to delve deeper. Among the accused, the driver of the black car is Shawn Wally, 23 years old, and employed at an auto shop as a mechanic. The driver of the white car, Stan Lewis, is 20 years old and unemployed. Do these names ring a bell?"

Sabrina shook her head solemnly. "I do not recall them. I have never come across them.”

“Are you certain?”

“Absolutely.”

Was it really just an accident?

"Have you recently encountered any disputes in your personal or professional life? Has anything similar occurred previously?”

Could someone have hired them?

Sabrina pondered for a moment before saying, "I do have an enemy at my workplace. As for a similar incident, there was an occurrence a few days back. I'm unsure if it's relevant."

“What happened?"