Wordle by Wordle: Day 131
Friday, May 10, 2024
Wordle #1056 – MEDIA
Despite how keen Palumbo has been to get me talking, he doesn’t respond to my gibe.
He leans his elbows on his knees and bends forward, hands interlocked, assessing me. His already obscenely unbuttoned shirt yawns open even more, revealing a swath of bare chest, and I look away quickly—disgusted by how not disgusted I am.
Palumbo smirks that stupid smirk of his and slouches back into his chair, clearly pleased with himself. What he thinks he’s accomplished, I’m not sure, but I do feel like I’ve lost, somehow.
He tears off another bite of red licorice, chomping on it with his mouth wide open, and pulls his cell phone from his pocket.
I guess he’s done playing mind games for now because he turns his attention to his phone. Minutes go by as Palumbo idly browses with one hand, his thumb swiping up every few seconds, his dark eyes dulled by that vacant look that can only mean he’s scrolling through social media.
“Sorry, am I boring you?” I ask, honestly a little offended that Twitter is apparently more interesting than interrogating me, a suspected murderer.
Palumbo looks up from his phone, one eyebrow arched.
“Yeah, you are. But if you want to start talking—”
He’s interrupted by a knock on the door.
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I laughed out loud at this one. Palumbo seems to have Cecilia's number.