I spoke to Cara while we were closing the other night and
finally got an explanation for why my alibi for Eddie’s fire isn’t the
greatest. And Molly was right to be worried; it really isn’t as strong of an
alibi as I thought it was.
“Cara, did you talk to the police?” I asked casually.
“Yeah, you mentioned they were going to stop by and talk to
me.”
“What did you tell them?” I asked wiping down the bar with a
soapy washcloth.
“Nothing, really. I just said that you were working that
night and that you were here the whole time.”
“Huh.” I said stopping my cleaning to look at her.
“Why, what’s up?”
“Nothing. Did they ask you anything else?”
“They just asked me to account for you for the entire shift
and I told them that you were out here serving drinks except for the hour and a
half you were in the stock room taking inventory…”
I winced. So THAT is what Detective Geordi is using as
ammunition against me.
“Did I do something wrong?” Cara asked.
“No.” I said smiling, “No.”
I went home after cleaning up but couldn’t fall asleep.
Murphy laid on my tummy and purred but I stared at the ceiling for what seemed
like hours.
The next day, I was exhausted but I couldn’t turn off my
mind. There was a knock at my door and I almost screamed when I saw who it was.
“Hello, detective.” I said letting Detective Geordi in, "So glad you decided to get in touch with me."
“I was out of town for a funeral.What’s all this?” He said throwing the folders I’d left for
him on my kitchen table and completely ignoring my "I'm sorry for your loss".
“I think someone is trying to frame me.” I said.
I offered a chair to Detective Geordi and some coffee, which
he accepted. I sat across from him at the kitchen table and went through each
folder and how they all connected to me, where I got all the information from,
and Adam’s contact information.
“Something serious is going on and I’m scared. I think
someone is trying to frame me.” I said at the end of my long spiel.
Detective Geordi just looked at the folders as if he was
deep in thought. He collected them together and then pulled out small notebook.
“What was this Adam guy’s phone number?” He asked.
I recited it again.
“What should I do?” I asked him.
“I want you to call me if you have any more information or
if you notice anything weird going on. Day or night, okay?”
“O-okay.” I said. For the first time, Detective Geordi
looked concerned which made me even more scared.
“Should my roommate and I stay in a hotel or something until
you figure out what’s going on?” I asked him as I walked him to my door.
“Let me look into something first, okay? I’ll call you at
the end of the day and tell you what I think you should do based on what I
find.”
“Thank you.” I said as he left.
Just then I felt my phone vibrate. It was Zoey.
“Hey!” She said when I answered, “Do you have plans for any
Halloween parties this year? The magazine is throwing a HUGE party and I think
you’d love to go! There will be lots of single models!”
“I don’t have any plans.” I said, “And a party sounds like
fun. Do I have to buy a costume?”
“Of course! We could go shopping later today?”
“Um. How about tomorrow. Or next weekend?”
“Next weekend works. Molly can come to the party, too, but I
doubt she needs to buy a costume. She’s a costume designer.” Zoey laughed.
I told Zoey I’d call her later to set up a time to meet for
shopping and then went to take a shower. When I got done, I noticed that I had
a missed call from Amber.
I called her back.
“Hey, what’s up?” I asked her.
“Hey, Faith! I just wanted to call and see if you were busy
today. I wanted to go see a movie and thought you might want to come with me?”
“Oh. I’d love t-” I remembered the promise I’d made to Adam
to spend less time with Amber and had to come up with an excuse on the fly, “Um,
actually, I just remembered I have a doctor’s appointment today, so maybe we
could do a rain check?”
“Oh, are you sure? We could go tomorrow, instead.”
“Uh, this is really embarrassing but I’m not really sure I
can afford to go see a movie right now.”
“What?”
“Um, well, with all the lawyer fees I’ve had to pay over the
past few weeks, I just really need to watch my budget.”
“Faith, are you…are you avoiding hanging out with me?” Amber
asked with confusion.
“What!? No! Of course not!” I lied, “I just have a lot going
on right now.”
“Well, okay. Maybe we can go see a movie once your next
paycheck comes in…”
“Definitely!” I said trying to sound enthusiastic.
We hung up and I went about my day. I had the apartment all
to myself because Molly was at an out-of-town audition and I planned to give
myself a home spa day.
But then there was a knock on the door and everything
changed.
Aaargh cliffhanger! A good one! The story is getting so intense i really don't think i can wait till monday!
ReplyDeleteSorry for the overuse of exclamation marks :-P , this is so good Del
Progressing nicely! I am a little frightened for Faith's well-being. mum
ReplyDeleteNooooooooooo! Not a cliffhanger!
ReplyDeleteI also can't decide if the detective is for real or something more sinister and fake...and I am really, really worried for Adam's safety!
I really hope it's Mike at the door. But I doubt that; my gut says it is her ex Sean for some reason.
Can anyone recommend another blog like this one to read.
ReplyDeleteIm also reading New York Dixie, it is fairly new but it is pretty good ;)
DeleteI've started reading a fictional blog called Life Of Scarlett May (http://lifeofscarlettmay.blogspot.co.uk/) I think she only just started but it's starting to get pretty good!
DeleteI'm wondering if she's going to end up arrested from all the information she handed over to the detective... I don't trust him and feel like he could use it against her instead of to help her. Hope it's not the cops at the door!
ReplyDeleteI have a feeling that Adams girlfriend is involved in some way. She did have the "same" purse that Faith lost in the fire....
ReplyDeleteGood call!
DeleteThis blog is a good one! If you have spare time and would want to read other blogs as well, try this one:
ReplyDeletedatingandmedicalschool.blogspot.com
discovered this blog on Friday (on my way to see my parents for the weekend) and spent the entire weekend pretending to be sick so I could sit in my childhood bedroom and read it. when does she normally post?
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