Amidst the commotion, the woman’s voice rose in protest, laced with a blend of confusion and defiance. “He’s with me! There’s been a mistake!” she insisted, her words echoing off the cabin walls. Carole and her crew exchanged uncertain glances, their earlier resolve now tinged with doubt. Was this the right course of action? Carole wondered, her gaze fixed on the unfolding scene with a mix of concern and determination.
Undeterred by the intensity of the moment, the woman swiftly retrieved her identification from her purse, her fingers moving with practiced precision. With determination, she handed the documents over to one of the officers, her voice steady despite the underlying urgency. “I don’t know what’s going on,” she began, her words laced with a hint of apprehension. “But if it’s about what happened earlier, I can explain.”