Wordle #1075 – PAPAL
Palumbo looks ready to dress down Aparna before he realizes it’s his phone that’s ringing. Its screen lights up the front pocket of his sports coat.
He plucks out the phone and leans forward on his knees to read it. With a pensive look, he quickly declines the call and the screen goes dark, but not before I can see who was calling:
Austin Early.
Austin Early? Palumbo and Austin know each other? What’s going on here?!
My thoughts tumble over one another like lotto balls, and I’ve got a losing ticket.
So, Austin is definitely in on the murder too. Or the coverup, at least. He must have told Bree about his connection in the police department, and then—
Palumbo sighs theatrically, interrupting my jumbled thoughts.
“Well, since Her Holiness has decreed that we’re done here, I guess I’ll be on my way,” Palumbo says with sarcastic deference. He mumbles another papal quip to himself—something about Aparna being Pope Hard-Ass the Second?—and then repockets his cell phone. “It’s fine, I have better things to do anyway.”
Palumbo doesn’t seem in any hurry to leave, however. He lazily unfolds himself out of the chair, stretches, brushes off his slacks.
I don’t want him in earshot, but this might be my last chance to speak with Aparna. I rise from my own chair and rush over to her, bending in so close across the table that my lips nearly touch her ear.
“Aparna! Palumbo knows Austin Early—the guy Bree was having an affair with,” I whisper urgently. “Austin was the one who called Palumbo just now.”
“What? Why would they—” Aparna whispers back.
“Bree, Austin, Palumbo… They’re all working together to set me up,” I hiss. The force of my breath stirs her dark hair. “You have to look into this, please!”
Notes:
Papal?!! Wordle’s doing me dirty today.
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