Wordle #942 - COURT
“Trust me, Bree, you don’t want me on this case.” I try to convince myself that I don’t want me on this case, but the investigative wheels are already turning. I try again. “I’m too close to it.”
“But that’s why you’re perfect for the job. You know Roy, and I know you’ll be… discreet.”
I bet they have a doorbell camera. I could see exactly when Roy left the house, and whether he was alone. I’ll check his Twitter account for proof of life—he’s always trying to court crypto bros on there. His X account, I mean. Whatever. Or maybe Kevin knows something. Roy doesn’t keep much from his best friend…
“I’d pay you, of course, if that’s what you’re worried about,” Bree jumps in, misreading my silence. “I wouldn’t just ask for a favor.”
I don’t need your charity. I barely manage to keep the thought to myself.
“Thanks, but I can’t accept your money,” I say between gritted teeth. “What kind of a friend would I be?”
“But you will accept the case? You’ll find Roy?” Bree reads something in my face before I register it myself.
God help me, but yes, I am going to take on this damn case. I already have.
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