I sank to the floor, my knees weakening. Vincent heard everything? And... just the part that was in this room? Not the part that could have vindicated me, but the part that could have implicated me? Not the part that I am innocent but the part that every felony in the world is atop my very shoulders and I have never done a thing right?
I swallowed hard, my chest heaving. I grabbed the phone again and dialled his number. It rang endlessly, then went off. I swallowed, then tried again and again and again, till my fingers hurt. Till I felt like I would go a little berserk myself.
I dialled it again, and this time, it just went off. Without a thought, I hauled the phone across the room, and it shattered on the wall, breaking into pieces. Just like my heart. Just like my life.
I let out a y
