Wordle by Wordle: Day 165
Thursday, June 13, 2024
Wordle #1090 – ANGST
“Uh, are those my only options?” My hand shakes and I accidentally pour some coffee over the side of my mug.
“Forensics came back on the items found in your apartment,” Aparna barrels ahead like she didn’t even hear me. “The blood on the cardigan was a positive match for Roy’s DNA.”
“Well, I figured as much,” I say, trying to soften the blow to myself. Trying not to slip into a mire of angst. “Why else would Bree plant it?”
Aparna gives me an exasperated look as if to say, “Not this again.” She doesn’t prohibit me from talking about Bree, though. Probably because she knows it’s a losing battle.
I hastily blot up the coffee and situate myself in a chair opposite Aparna. There’s barely enough room for me to squeeze a coaster onto the table between all her stuff.
“So, what’s the other news?” I ask grudgingly.
“Roy listed you as a contingent beneficiary in his will.”
“What?!” I choke on my coffee. I swear she waited for me to take a sip. “W-what does that mean?”
“Roy’s mother and Bree are named as primary beneficiaries, but if they were deceased or disclaimed their inheritance, then his assets would have passed on to you,” Aparna intones, consulting her notes.
“But, why…?”
Why would Roy do that for me? A feeling of tender gratitude warms my chest. Or maybe it’s the coffee I’d sputtered onto myself.
“The prosecution will try to construe this as motive: You stood to benefit from Roy’s death.”
“How? I would’ve had to murder Bree and Sue, too. At the same time!” I scoff.
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