Incriminate.
202 Words
God, suspicions are killing us! People are suspecting others, their own best friends! It gives everybody a motive. Everybody had a motive one way or another. We knew nobody was safe from the crime. Everybody was predicting it was this guy outside of the plaza. Some were sayinf it was the mayor trying to earn extra cash. Whatever it was, I didn't want to be a part of it. I needed to call someone and get myself out of that situation.
"Trevor? I need help." I said with a nervous yet calm voice.
"Whatever you need Ms. Selene. I'll be there before dark."
I hang up the call. I sit down taking a sip of the wine Kienel's dad left me a few days ago. It's beyond me, a town so hellish and the chaos the crime caused. How? I suddenly feel hopeless for everything. Everything I went through here, it's sentiment is disappearing. I just want to get out of here. As soon as possible, just take a vacation to my home. It's been a while since I took a break from all of... THIS. Whatever this trash situation is. I'm sorry to Kienel for saying this this town is hopeless.
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