Wordle by Wordle: Day 127
Monday, May 6, 2024
Wordle #1052 – SHAVE
It’s been planted, I tell myself, I’m being framed. But my mouth has gone too dry to form any words.
Palumbo, however, has no trouble finding his tongue.
“Nice job, kid.” Palumbo leans away from the door to clap the young officer on the back, but he keeps one eye on me, gloating. Then, he points at the gray cardigan. “What’s that?”
“Oh, there’s a small spot of what looks like blood on the sleeve…”
The policeman’s voice is drowned out by a stream of muddled thoughts rushing through my head.
This has to be some kind of misunderstanding. Some kind of sick joke… Wait, do they really think I’m dumb enough to leave a pile of incriminating evidence under my own bathroom sink? I mean, really?! No, they must know what’s really going on. They probably put it there themselves…
“You planted that, all of it,” I can’t stop myself from blurting out. Even though I know I shouldn’t say a word without a lawyer. Even though I didn’t see the young officer bring anything inside with him.
“Yeah? Interesting theory,” Palumbo says archly. “Not sure anyone will believe it, though.”
He moves his arm toward me—maybe to steer me away from the bathroom, maybe to put me in cuffs—but I twist out of his reach. His fingers barely shave across my upper arm, but even that whiff of a touch is enough to make me cringe.
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