C H A P T E R 3 2:
H O N E S T Y I S T H E B E S T P O L I C Y
KABADO man at biglang nagpawis ang noo, sumunod siya kay Bradley. "I-I was a-about to tell it to you." Hindi na niya nagawang makaupo sa stool, bagkus ay napahawak na lang siya sa counter.
"Oh, really? But you chose to keep it in your pocket? I saw the letter inside your bag. I was waiting for you to tell it to me—you didn't."
Napipilan siya, sasal ang dibdib nang ilang segundo. Kapagkuwan ay nakahinga siya nang maluwag. Well, she was paranoid, indeed. She couldn't imagine how would she able to explain everything to him. "Bradley," inabot niya mangilan-ngilang hibla ng kulot na buhok nito, nilaro ang mga iyon sa daliri. "It's just a letter. It wasn't a big de—"
"But you know that I hate hiding things." Hindi na s
