Wordle by Wordle: Day 188
Saturday, July 6, 2024
Wordle #1113 – SCOFF
My performance is about as convincing as a YouTuber apology video.
We both know that the prosecution wouldn’t move the trial forward if they weren’t confident of a win. Their case against me must be stronger than I thought…
That, or they don’t need a strong case because the trial is already rigged in their favor. The Chief of Police and the DA both have reason to put me away—who knows what kinds of strings they can pull?
I gulp. Palumbo just keeps on smiling, like the cat that ate the canary. He grabs a bag of peanuts off the shelf, opens it, and pops a handful into his mouth, right then and there.
“Anyway, I thought you should know, so that you can enjoy all… this.” Palumbo gestures expansively at the open aisles around us. “While it lasts.”
“Enjoy what? Grocery shopping?” I scoff weakly. Not my best rejoinder, I’ll admit, but I’m too distracted by the looming possibility of an imminent trial.
I thought I had way more time to prove Bree’s guilt and get the charges against me dismissed. But now I might only have weeks? Days? I simply can’t let the case make it to trial, unless I want to spend the rest of my life behind bars…
Palumbo’s still chewing on the peanuts when he opens his mouth to gloat some more, but he’s cut off by my phone ringing.
I try to hide the screen from him as I pull my cell phone out of my pocket, but his height allows him to see who’s calling at the same moment I do: Aparna.
“Ooh, you’d better get that,” Palumbo tuts. With a parting smirk, he turns his back on me and waves over his shoulder as he ambles away. “See you in court.”
I’m itching to hear what Aparna has to say, but I wait until Palumbo is well out of earshot before I answer the phone.
“Hello?”
“Cecilia, I have some bad news…”
And I have to prove Bree guilty of murder—fast.
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