He Thought He Could Control My Sister—He Didn’t Know There Were Two of Us”

But the officer had already seen enough.

“You grabbed her wrist,” he said. “We saw it.”

“That’s my wife!” Brandon snapped.

The second officer stepped forward.

“And the woman standing behind us is also your wife?”

Brandon froze.

Because Clare stepped forward then.

For the first time that morning, Brandon really looked at her.

His face drained of color.

“You—”