Chapter 70

"What the—! Officers, what are you doing?!" Isabella Knight gasped, instinctively yanking the blanket up to cover herself. Her voice was sharp with shock. "We got an anonymous tip—someone reported illegal activity going on in here. We need you both to come with us to the station for questioning. Please cooperate." The officers moved through the room, doing a quick sweep, before one of them nudged James Carter awake. He blinked groggily, completely out of it. The moment his eyes opened, all he could see were uniforms surrounding the bed. The confusion hit him all at once. Last night—he vaguely remembered running into Isabella at Nocturne Royale. She was out of it, clinging to him, acting like she'd lost her mind. Things got fuzzy after that, like someone had hit a switch in his brain. Next thing he knew, he was waking up here—with the cops at the door. Then he noticed the marks on both of their bodies. Bruises, hickeys—stuff that raised questions. His eyes went wide as his stomach dropp