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“It sure sounds like a convincing story, but that’s all it is - a story,” I told her in the possibly harshest manner. I didn’t want any more questions, yet she just wouldn’t shut her mouth. The building aggression made it even harder to tolerate her rapid-fire round of queries. “Do I look like an i***t to you? There’s no way that you could’ve killed Petra. You can take the blame if you want, but I know the truth,” she wasn’t willing to believe me. Enraged by her rigid temperament, I asked her, “Were you there? Why are you so sure about it being a lie?” “I don’t have to be there to know how you would’ve reacted in that stressful situation. I’ve spent enough time with you to figure you out, Harriet,” spoke Holly with confidence. I clenched my fists to stop myself from expressing my