“Mr. Ruiz was so kind to help me get out, but himself was being chased after we ran.

“He was murdered by the men chasing us. They were to kill me too so I drove his car.

“I was only fighting in self defense when the men who killed Mr. Ruiz had found me…”

Yeah, yeah, everything she said was the same from the written statement, even exact words. Morris and Robinson came out and chatted with Williams while they waited for the suspect to go through an extensive body checking procedure before transporting her to the van.

“She can’t be a maid. She’s far too composed.”

“But what if her complete lack of emotion indicates that she’s a psychopath?” Robinson inquired his co-workers.

“She’s not a psychopath.” Morris quickly rejected, “there was an emotional fluctuation when I mentioned her father.”

“Yeah, anger.”

“No, there’s something else.”

“What was her reaction during the interruption?” Tasha asked curiously.

They hadn’t really paid attention. Bette had heard the unmistaken voice briefly through the crack of the door. Her head was down because of the pain and it became a valid reason to avoid the recording camera. She’d let her eyes soften, small specks of hope, golden and fiery danced in the dark brown pools, and a barely recognizable smile tugged at her lips for a split second.

Tina eavesdropped on their discussion, to get as much information as possible. And she decided to stick to Bette’s story later on. When the woman was brought back from body search, blindfolded, a very attractive woman with French accent was to pick her up.
“Warden,” Tasha suddenly spoke.

“Please, call me Marina.” The tall woman beamed a dazzling smile.

“Miss Ferrer, are you sure the suspect hadn’t had any contact with people beside us and your staff? We can’t risk assassination, or alliance with other criminals.”

Marina remained charming, “I can assure you, agent, she had been in solitary the entire time, never taken a step out.” She spoke of truth, only chose to omit the encounter Bette had with Helena.

“Good. Freeze her. She’s gonna fold eventually.” Tasha said it to the brunette to hear, challenging her one more time.