"This is a recording of me and Alaric. I'm sure you can recognize his voice, right? After all, you've been by his side for so long. Alaric's voice is so pleasant, so distinctive."
As she spoke, her expression was one of wistful adoration, as if she were recounting something beautiful.
But the sight made her sick to her stomach.
Just then, the phone began to play the recording...
"Alaric, you're not drunk?"
"Mmm..." The recording paused for a moment before Alaric's voice came through again. "Where?"
"Let's just do it here. There's no one around," Jessica Sutton's saccharine voice replied.
"Here?"
The recording was filled with a few strange noises.
"Alaric, you're hurting me."
"Don't move around..."
"Alaric, let me undo it for you. You're going to get hot in a moment."
"Don't move right now. I won't be able to control myself."
Then, the recording was filled with suggestive sounds, followed by her breathy voice calling out, "Alaric..."
