Wordle #1066 – NICER
So, I push the thought right back out of my mind.
“Well, the ‘evidence’ against me shouldn’t be admissible either,” I argue, really emphasizing the air quotes. “Bree planted all that stuff in my apartment when she came over on the twenty-second, the day Roy’s body was found.”
On the way to the police station, I had put all the pieces together, and I didn’t like what I saw.
That huge, heavy purse Bree had lugged into my apartment—she’d brought it with her into the bathroom, too. She’d unloaded Roy’s phone and such from her purse, then squirreled the items away in the sink cabinet. I have no doubt of this.
But being right doesn’t make up for being betrayed.
I could almost forgive Bree if she had decided to frame me after I’d confronted her at Dolores Park. It would have at least been understandable—a defense mechanism—like that time Lola nipped at me when I accidentally stepped on her tail.
But no, Bree has been setting me up from the start. She planned this. And god knows she’s good at planning shit.
Aparna must see how miserable I am because she suddenly adopts a nicer tone.
“Don’t worry, I’ve won even more hopeless cases than yours.”
Okay, that’s about as reassuring as a student driver sticker on an Uber.
I open my mouth to say as much but there’s a curt knock at the door.
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