Mask Off
I wondered just as I let the question slip pass my lips.
“Huh?”
“I never told you of the death or the burial, how did you find out?” I turned to face her now, go on, lying Christy.
“I called Macklemore, he told me everything, didn't take long to figure out which church you would choose,” she smiled at her achievement, maybe she felt the friendship was back or maybe deep in the heart of pyschos, blackmail and friendship were the same. I will let you go, Christy, I will pretend I have no clue you killed her, at least until the results are out.
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