<div style="text-align: justify;">Jessica was scared, her eyes wide in fear. Had she been thinking straight, the young woman would have thought of the detective’s suggestion herself. As she was now, though, the woman could only see tragedy before her. And jumping to the conclusion that her husband had been murdered had been just natural. Lucky for her, there was someone around to get some sense into her head. Or at least try to do it. It would probably still take some time for the woman to actually calm down.<br/><br/>After taking a deep breath, Jessica watched as Carl moved. Even his presence made her feel slightly threatened now, even though she knew he was not going to hurt her. When he offered his hand, the woman hesitated just a little before accepting it and using it as support to stand back up.<br/><br/>She would only resume speaking once seated on the couch. “I’m sorry”, the woman murmured, a little calmer. “You are right, nothing happened to him… He is probably just getting ready for work”. For Jessica, the words sounded like the lines an actress was saying. She would only believe that everything was well with her husband when she managed to speak to him.<br/><br/>After a quick moment of reflection, the woman lowered her gaze. “You will be by my side while I speak to the police, right? I… I have never spoken to a policeman except to say good morning”.</div>