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“There, comfy?” I asked sweetly. Not that she could answer me, seeing as we’d duct taped that big mouth of hers too. “Why's it always the truly mouthy b*tches that wanna get all quiet when their on the receiving end of their own bullsh*t?” I asked, and Mason chuckled.
“Now, Maureen. We’re gonna ask you a few yes-no questions so just nod or shake your head for us, okay?” She nodded as she gave Mason a pleading look. I guess she thought she’d get more sympathy from him than me and if he didn’t already know what she’d done she’d have been right.
But he did know. So he asked, “Did you help Carl kill my mother?” She vehemently shook her head, making all kinds of noises as tears fell from her eyes. “I think she misunderstood your question, Mace. Try again.” I said as I pic
