"So how am I at her place moments later when clearly I was at home?" I asked, my voice betraying my confusion and fear.
"Ms. Sterling, it's a setup," Marcus said, his tone firm. "You're being framed for this, and these pictures… they're too much for the investigative unit to ignore. But what I expect from the police is to question the time framing."
"Time framing? What do you mean by that?" I asked, leaning forward, desperate for any scrap of information that might help.
"The time you arrived and the time you left. I mean from the CCTV footage…" Marcus explained, pulling out a laptop and quickly loading the footage. "You two never came in together, nor did you leave together."
As Marcus reviewed the footage, Alexander suddenly stopped him. "Right there… right there… stop right there," he said, his voice rising with urgency. He pointed to the screen, where the footage showed me reaching for Sisi's phone to read what she wanted to show me.
