“Well, well, well,” one of the police officers said as he sat down behind the desk where André was seated across, a wicked smile plastered on his face as though he was pleased to have been proven right about something. “Look who’s back. Had some fun with the Headmistress, hadn’t we? I didn’t know you liked older women. Much, much older women.”
André just creased his forehead. “What are you talking about? That woman’s ancient. I plan to be an archaeologist sometime.”
“So, that’s why you stuck a camera inside her bathroom?” another officer asked, and André beamed at her.
“Who said it was me?”
“We reviewed the footage. Pretty sure it was you who stuck that in there,” the officer deadpanned, and André only smiled at her, admitting defeat in a very annoying way.
“Good call.”
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