“After you went in, I wanted to visit you, but
we’re not related, so I couldn’t get in. I went to
Brittany, hoping she would write a letter. Here’s
a recording of our conversation. Listen.”
I connected my phone to the car’s sound
system and played the recording.
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The recording was clear. My voice and
Brittany’s voice were easy to recognize. Mark
heard Brittany say…
[“Even if Mark doesn’t have to do any time, I’m going to find a way to kill him!“]
[“Of course I’m not going to forgive him. I want him to die. If it wasn’t for him messing things
up, not even knowing if you were home, I wouldn’t be here!“]
[“As soon as I get out of here, I’m going to get
you. I’m going to kill him. I don’t care where you run. I’m going to find you and kill you!“]
Mark’s face was ashen. “What the hell? I don’t
believe it. It’s fake. It’s made by Al!”
He wasn’t completely stupid. I’d edited the
recording.
But because there were so many insults in the
recording, stuff I couldn’t possibly know, that
was proof the recording was real.
So I calmly said, “Al could never know how
much Brittany hates me. You just heard it
yourself. You heard all her crazy rantings. No Al
could ever be that clever. Can’t you see? She
doesn’t love you. She’s just jealous of me.
That’s why she stole you.”
“After all, you’re so amazing.”
Mark had to believe me. His eyes were filled
with rage. “She’s going to kill me? If it wasn’t
for her, I wouldn’t have a record! She’s the one
who deserves to die, not me!”
Г
I pretended not to hear. I started the car and
said, “Mark, you said Brittany wrote a letter too.
It’s so crazy. She definitely wanted to make
sure to kill me. She definitely wants the last
laugh.”
