Jason found himself glaring at the end of two guns, both aimed directly at him by the officers.
"Show me your hands," the policewoman commanded, though Jason had already begun raising them. He knew the drill.
"Alright… slowly move back, keeping your hands up," she instructed.
Jason complied, stepping back cautiously as the male officer entered the room.
His gaze immediately shifted to the two other occupants: Abel stood against the far wall, his arm wrapped protectively around Hilsa's shoulders.
She looked frightened, but there was an undeniable sense of comfort in her posture beside Abel.
"Are you okay, miss?" the female officer asked, her tone softer now as she addressed Hilsa.
Hilsa nodded, her eyes still locked on the guns, glistening with fear.
"you're the one who screamed?" the male officer asked, with clear confusion at the scene before him .
