Wordle #1077 – CHAOS
I really shouldn’t say anything.
Speaking up now would be more ill-advised than wearing a banana suit in a monkey house, but at least I can go down fighting.
“Bree did it. All of it,” I say, locking eyes with Palumbo. “She murdered Roy, she planted the evidence, and now she’s trying to frame me.”
I’d expected the room to erupt into chaos again—Aparna scolding me, Palumbo angling for a confession—but it falls quiet instead. The wall vent wheezes out a low hum. Aparna sighs and shakes her head almost imperceptibly. Palumbo…
Palumbo’s gaze goes so cold that I almost shiver. The contempt he’s always shown for me is still palpable, yet there’s something else in his look that I can’t quite put my finger on. It’s less shark-like than before, more prey than predator—wary, alert, on the lookout for danger.
Whatever it is, it disappears, and that fierce gleam returns to his eyes.
“If I had a nickel for every suspect who says they’ve been framed…” Palumbo chuckles as he backs out of the room. He smiles his Cheshire Cat smile, a pink gummy bear pinned between his teeth. “See you later, Cecilia.”
The door closes behind Palumbo with a heavy, ominous thud.
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