“I need you to cooperate, ma’am,” the officer said, his tone calm but unyielding. “We’ll explain everything at the station.” Kiara’s breaths quickened, her chest tightening as the weight of the situation pressed down on her. “No,” she stammered, shaking her head. “This has to be some kind of mistake. You’ve got the wrong person.”
The officer’s expression hardened, and his voice turned cold. “This is your final warning. You can come willingly, or I’ll have to take you in by force.” The words hit her like a slap. Kiara’s heart raced, and she felt a deep, primal urge to run, though her legs refused to move. Realizing she had no choice, she nodded weakly, her body trembling.