CHAPTER SIXTY SIX - HAS THE JURY REACHED A VERDICT?

WU

THE NIGHT OF THE MURDER 

Like every bad decision i ever made, it all started in a bar-

The colors of street lights smeared from behind the blurring glass by the sides of the less eccentric bar closer to my house.

I turned around, stealing glances each time i heard the ding sound of the opening door-

It was as if i was reliving that night all over again, but this time, clearer.

Soon, after looking at the fast paced clock and then at the text that displayed on my phone

Wu: Can we talk? At the bar down the block-

-i decided to leave, finally letting it sink that all of this was a not a good idea. 

But then, she walked in with her hands in her black leather jacket and her eyes behind a darker shade of her usual glasses, 

-probably because she