Wordle by Wordle: Day 187
Friday, July 5, 2024
Wordle #1112 – CRUSH
“Well, it’s nothing official yet. Just rumors, really.” Palumbo pauses, waiting for me to take the bait. When I don’t bite right away, he shrugs, like it’s no skin off his nose. “I thought your lawyer would have told you.”
“What news?” I growl. I realize I’m crushing the bread in my grip like it’s Palumbo’s neck and force myself to relax. I drop the mangled loaf into my basket with a resigned sigh.
“I have it on good authority that your trial will start sooner than expected. A lot sooner.”
“What?” I accidentally whack Palumbo in the stomach with my basket as I whirl to face him, but I can’t say that I’m sorry. Serves him right for standing so close. “Why?”
Palumbo’s teeth peek out from under his mustache, grinning. He’s caught my attention and he knows it.
“There are petitions going around to recall the district attorney. He needs a big case—a big win—to take the heat off, and fast.”
As he talks, I walk away, torn between hoping he’ll say more or leave me alone. Palumbo follows close behind, undeterred.
“I hear the prosecution is filing a motion to move the court date as we speak.”
“So what? My innocence won’t change whether the trial happens tomorrow or ten years from now,” I say nonchalantly, checking the “best by” date on a bag of tortilla chips so that I don’t have to meet his eyes. Terrible poker face. “The sooner I can clear my name, the better.”
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