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Chapter Eight- Fair Trial

Lara:

When we get home, I drop myself on the couch. Mel's busy pouring herself out a glass of wine and I signal her to bring me a glass as well, while I kick my shoes off.

I throw my head back on the couch and put my feet on the coffee table.

I look out at Forest running a damn marathon on the balcony, feeling terrible that she feels this way. Tonight we going to binge on pizza, ice cream and wine until she gets it out her system, I tell myself.

I reach for my cellphone on the stand next to the couch to call for a pizza delivery. As I grab it, it starts to ring.

Unknown number.

"Hello?" I wait for the person on the other end.

"It's James. Are you still up." He says.

This guy has a damn nerve. I begin cursing the day we met.

"How do you know she's with us still." I ask, not remembering us mentioning our plans to anyone when we left.

"I'm not calling to see her just yet. I have her number. I want to speak to you and Mel."

I jump up indi
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