Jonson unlocked hercar . Ada climbed in. Each had their own ideas, so they didn't converse. Ada refused to go to the property. "I'll get off here," she said him as they reached the intersection. She unbuckled and opened the door. "Ada," said Jonson. “Yes?” Ada leaned over thecar window to see him. Who do you suspect, Jonson?
Ada squinted. "I'm not sure,"
she said, without evidence.
Jonson pursed his lips and said, "I'll assist."
"Tell me who you suspect," he hesitated.
He dreaded to know yet wanted to know.
Ada paused. She couldn't uncover the truth by herself.
“William.” Ada's words froze the surrounding air.
Jonson was likewise shocked.
Ada's suspicions about William surprised him.
How...was...this...possible? Or was she deliberately rejecting him?
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