Status: Completed :)
Ain't No Rest for the Wicked
XXXIII.
"Why do you care so much what happens to Mr. Baker?" the interrogator pressed. "You don't seem to care about anyone else."
"I don't know," Molly said solidly. "But I do know that he didn't kill Murtough."
The detective raised an eyebrow. "Then who did?"
Molly sighed. It was not in her nature to care for other people or admit guilt. She saw others as pawns, means to further her own ends. But she couldn't bare the thought of having Zacky die when he'd really done nothing wrong. "I did," she said quietly, and that was all the detectives needed to hear.
"I don't know," Molly said solidly. "But I do know that he didn't kill Murtough."
The detective raised an eyebrow. "Then who did?"
Molly sighed. It was not in her nature to care for other people or admit guilt. She saw others as pawns, means to further her own ends. But she couldn't bare the thought of having Zacky die when he'd really done nothing wrong. "I did," she said quietly, and that was all the detectives needed to hear.