Alice’s POV:
This man does not beat around the bush.
I ran my fingers through my tangled hair, feeling it flow on my fingers. I drop my hand, feeling the locks of hair slipping off my fingers and onto the carpet. “Yes.”
He sighs, “Do you also happen to know a guy name, Randy Ricci?”
I bit my lower lips, “Yes, he is a friend of mine.”
A chair creaks, “Alice, do you understand the situation you are in?”
“Yes, Mr.Davenson. I know everything.”
There was a long silence on his side, “Do you also know that Neilson Esposito was there when Randy Ricci got shot?”
I placed a hand on my chest, attempting to shallow the tightness. “Yes, he was the one who called the ambulance.”
“With your brain Alice, I’m pretty sure you also know that shooting wasn’t an accident as the media declared.”
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