Chapter 13
I gasped out loud in shock. He had to be mistaken. We’d been there with her, there's no way she could be dead. What about Peter? Was he okay? And, where was he? I almost asked the questions and then it dawned on me; the detective needed to find Isabelle's murder. The last thing I should be doing was tossing out Peter’s name. I told him all I remember, but I would not speculate on anything else that might be going on with my friends. As I finished, I bit my tongue not wanting to blurt out about the voice I heard threatening us last night. At the last second, I realized there was no way to prove that I heard anything because the voice could only be heard by me. I would either come across as guilty, or sounding like a crazy person and I didn't need either one of those.
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