ing, it reeked of disinfectant,
detective in front of me hadn't said a word, he hadn't introducyears. "Sir, I already told the officers." I said shakily. "Do I look like the offic
1:55, and..." "And what?" He said, writing in his n
u expect me to believe you spent the night with a man yo
t know his name sir." "Well,
he man in the headline was older than I expected, he was fitted in an expensive looking suit and wore
were alone with him." The detective said, pulling
, yes?" "Yes." I whispered. "Bu
The Red Velvet." I paused, "I work there."
ng in his note pad. "It's just a private
's not what I asked." I d
y five years old, right?" "
ir." "Good, that means you know enough about the
was a loved and respected man." I stared at him, confused. "He was also the top candidate
refining the city, creating jobs and making Blackridge safe. The pe
ient was?" He asked, "No sir." "Why was he wearing a mask, Jasmine?
meeting?" "My Aunt Mika." "She owns the
, he had a drink waiting for him in the room." "What kind?" God, how was I supposed to know that?
as poisoned." I froze immediately, "wait what? I didn't poison him." "Well you were the only one
finger prints were on Graves' shoulder." "Sir, I was only trying to wake him up." The detective dropped his pen and watched me ca
le. "Mika White gave a statement today." I froze, how did Aunt Mnight." "Yes that's true, but..." "she also said you knew exactly who he was." He said cutting
mind instantly went to the money she had b
hed the thought away, she couldn't,
small court room was packed, the jury whispered as I walked in. I sat beside my
, given the countless evidence proving the defendant guilty
was some kind of criminal, a murderer. I pinche
of fifty thousand dolla
ed in my head,
he money I made has gone into Liza's
with pleading eyes, "We object t
or, Adrian Graves was an influential public fig
is set at fifty thousand dollars." Tears welled in my
quest another hearing, don't worry." I nodded
e's probably waiting for me, alone. She had no idea wh
ns at me "Why did you murder Adrian Graves?" "Did
ing to hide my tears. Wh
cold cell and reality
even know when I would go home. I was g
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