"You still pushed her," the tall woman said coldly, throwing her under the bus without hesitation.
The short-haired woman turned on her. "You told me to scare her!"
"I said nothing of the sort!"
"You said she needed to be taught a lesson!"
The room went still.
Even the officer’s expression changed slightly.
I felt my heartbeat quicken.
"So," the officer said slowly, "this was intentional intimidation?"
"No!" the tall woman said quickly, but her voice lacked its earlier confidence. "We were just talking—things got out of hand!"
"Talking?" I repeated softly, looking at them.
Both of them froze.
"You call that talking?" I continued, my voice calm—but colder than before. "Surrounding me. Insulting me. Closing in when I told you to stop."
The short-haired woman looked away.
The tall woman clenched her fists.
"You knew I couldn’t swim," I added quietly.
That made them both look up.
Fear flickered across their faces.
"You heard me say it," I said. "And you still didn’t stop."
Silence.
Heavy.
Suffocating.
"I... I didn’t think you’d actually fall," the short-haired woman whispered, her voice breaking. "I just—"
"You just what?" Alexander’s voice cut in suddenly.
Cold.
Sharp.
Dangerous.
Everyone turned.
His expression was unreadable—but his eyes were anything but calm.
"You ’just’ decided to push her?" he continued, his tone low. "Into a lake?"
The short-haired woman shrank back in her seat.
"I—it was a mistake—"
"A mistake?" he repeated.
There was something in his voice now—something restrained.
Something dangerous.
"If something had happened to her," he said slowly, "would that still be a mistake? And you even consider yourself part of the Blackwood family"


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