Marian visibly stiffened at the mention of the Sheriff, and she looked around them as though expecting him to to suddenly jump out and grab her. (She pictured him locked in that cell, pictured how safe that would be.)
"I don't like this..." Marian whispered, not really looking at Marcella since she wanted to be seeing all the entrances to the room. This felt so much like a trap. She wished Robin was there.