"Connie Beauchamp you're under arrest for the murder of Sam Strachan" a police officer said.
"No! Stop, she didn't do anything" Jacob shouted.
"And how do you know that Mr Masters?"
"Because she was here with me alright last night" Jacob said.
"We've checked the security cameras, she wasn't here last night, no body seems to have seen her after eight o'clock" The officer said.
Jacob sighed then looked back as Layla, his girlfriend who was watching with a confused look on her face, "check the on call room camera" he said.
"Jacob you don't have to do this" Connie said.
"If it proves you're innocent then yes actually Mrs Beauchamp he does, Mr Garcia can you show me the security cameras please" he said.
Noel pulled to the security tapes then the officer, Connie, Jacob and his girlfriend and a few other people all gathered round the computer.
"Move it forward to eight thirty please" the officer said.
Noel did as he was asked and straight away Layla burst into tears.
On the screen Connie was sitting on top of Jacob riding him quickly as he massaged her breasts, and of course the fact that the volume had been on didn't help at all.
"How could you?" Layla sobbed.
"I love her Layla, I didn't mean to hurt you" Jacob said as the police offer uncuffed Connie.
"Looks like you're free to go Mrs Beauchamp" he said.
Layla lunged towards Connie and pushed her to the floor screaming.
"You bitch! You fucking whore!" she shouted.
"Layla get off her!" Jacob shouted.
The police officer grabbed Layla and pulled her off Connie then Jacob helped Connie up.
"You're off your head!" Jacob spat at her.
"Layla you're under arrest for assault, you do not have to say anything but anything you do say may be given in evidence if you fail to mention something you later rely on in court" the officer said.
"This is all your fault! Why did you have to sleep with her?" Layla shouted.
"Funny that Layla, because you're sleeping with her daughters father! Who also happens to be dead, coincidence?" Jacob shouted back.
Everyone gasped and Connie glared at Layla, "it was you wasn't it? You pretended to be suprised, you left my daughter without a dad!" she screamed.
"No, no it wasn't like that, I didn't mean to kill him! I just got so angry when I found out how you knew him, I just wanted to hurt him then be the one there to care for him, I just hit him too hard" she cried.
"And because you were so selfish my daughter lost her daddy, she's heartbroken and it's all your fault" Connie screamed.
Jacob wrapped his arm around her waist, "it's ok baby, she's not worth it. Get her out of here" he said.
"Jacob please you have to forgive me" Layla said as the police officer led her out.
Everyone was watching Connie and Jacob, shocked at what had just happened.
Connie hated everyone staring at her like they were, never mind the fact that many of them had seen, and all of them had heard her having sex so left Jacob's arms and ran towards her office.
"Connie come back" he said as he ran after her.
She reached the office and went to close the door behind her but Jacob was too close and caught it then followed her in.
"Connie?" he said softly as he crouched down infront of her whilst she was sat on the couch.
"They saw us having sex, they heard us" Connie trembled.
"It doesn't matter sweetcheeks, all that matters is that I love you. Why should we care what they think? People have sex, it's not a big deal baby" Jacob said.
"I suppose you are right? I just hate knowing that people saw that" she said.
"I'm so sorry, I didn't want them to see it either but I couldn't have you arrested" Jacob told her.
"It's not your fault Jacob, them knowing isn't as bad as going to prision again" Connie admitted.
"In that case why don't we go out there and prove to them that we don't care what they heard or saw?" Jacob suggested.
Connie nodded then took his hand and they stood up together.
They walked out of her office still hand in hand then to reception where Jacob pulled Connie into his arms and kissed her gently, "I love you" he whispered as he pulled away.
"I love you too Jacob" Connie said with a smile on her face.
