I was well-dressed, the wounds were covered as well, but I was just dumbfounded while being asked. My brain flies along with the words of the police in front of me.
“Miss, someone said you wanted the Graysons' wealth, so you planned it all.” The voice of the officer asking me was not loud. We are now in a room that is dark in every corner, with a light in the middle, while there is a table between us.
I just stared at him and tried to understand every accusation against me. For all the possible reasons, why is that? I will never be interested in Stanley's money. I would be very heartless if I exchanged my daughter's life for just that little thing.
*Bang*
The officer slams the table, that's why I flinch. That’s when I woke up and decided to defend myself, even though I had no plans to do that at first. They keep burying me in sin that I never really committed.
“I don't care how many times you ask me, to investigate me; all I have to say is that I have nothing to do with what you're accusing!” My voice increased, and I even knocked on the table because they didn't seem to hear what I was saying. I want to throw stuff at them that I can use since they've already taken my statement, and it appears that they want me to admit to what they're saying.
“What will I admit if I didn't do it?!" My jaw tightens, and my teeth grind against the person behind it all.
“But—” I didn't let him finish because I knew what he was going to say. We’re just circling our topic. He doesn't want to listen to me, so I won't listen to him either.
“OFFICER! WHICH IS ALSO THE REASON FOR YOUR PARTNERS EARLIER: WHY SHOULD I BE INTERESTED IN WEALTH THAT IS NOT MINE? THERE WAS A WOMAN IN THE CHURCH, AND THEY ATTACKED US, AS I TOLD YOU!” As I abruptly stood up, the chair rang loudly. The ache in my ears was caused by the loudness of the feet at the time, but I did not shake the officer, who insisted on what he thought.
“Look, you're the only one who says that here, so you can't fool anyone. Everyone else says the same thing— such as the door suddenly closed, but your statement is different.” He was already sarcastically chuckling while messing with the paper and pen he was holding.
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