Emma was a picture of utter disbelief, and the words were perfect to expose Jessica's lie without any loopholes. "I called one of the restaurant employees and described you in very detail; she assured me that you indeed were there and even went to say you appeared to be on a call and completely engrossed in the conversation."
Jessica's mask started to slip, her anxiety spiking as she labored hard to keep up the veneer of composed countenance. "I don't believe I was the person involved," she stammered, desperation creeping into her voice, tinged with a blade of uncertainty.
Emma's eyes are slitted, her gaze piercing as she leaned forward for clarity. "The worker's description fits you to a T. There was no room for doubt. How can you believably deny this, Jessica?"
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