Audrey
My breath caught in my throat as I slowly approached the chair. Set up at a table beside it was a large lie detector machine, where a man in a suit was sitting. In front of the chair was a camera on a tripod.
“What… What is this?” I asked softly, hesitant to sit.
Mr. Lewis cleared his throat. “It’s alright, Miss Thatcher. If you may…”
I sat down slowly, my eyes darting between Edwin, Mr. Lewis, and Ms. Morrie. Edwin’s face was unreadable, but there was a hint of something in his eyes—concern, maybe? Or understanding? I couldn’t quite tell.
“I’m sure you saw the statements that came out this morning,” Ms. Morrie began.
I nodded stiffly, my eyes darting over to Edwin once more. “I… I have.”
“In light of that, we have come to a compromise regarding your situ
