eighteen. the accused

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018.     the accused

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INSIDE OF THE INTERROGATION ROOM, sat Regina Mills and Aphrodite was stood in the corner of the room, waiting on Emma to bring Mary Margret down to the room.

The blonde nervously chewed her lips as the seconds went by, the only sound in the room being the ticks of the clock. She couldn't believe that Mary Margret's prints were on that box, she knew that it was a set up, but deep down, how was someone able to do that? To get her prints?

Why would someone go through so much effort to do all that?

"Something on your mind, dear?" The voice of Regina made the woman snap her head up.

Regina was sit on the chair in the middle of the room, also waiting for Emma and Mary Margret's arrival. She was only here because it was important that Emma's feelings wouldn't get in the way of finding out who murdered Kathryn.

Even if it was Mary Margret.

"No," Aphrodite shook her head. "No, not much."

The Mayor chuckled slightly, "Really? Well, that's unusual."

"Hey! What's that meant to mean?"

But before Regina could answer, the door to the interrogation room swing open.

"Hello, Miss Blanchard." Regina greeted her.

Mary Margret looked alarmed as she looked at Emma, "What is she doing here?" She asked.

"She asked to be here as a third party to make sure that I stay impartial. It can only help you." Emma explained as she closed the door and made her way over to the seat besides Regina.

Mary Margret sat down opposite, nodding, "I have nothing to hide. Ask me anything." She said, more towards Regina.

Emma turned on the tape recorder with a click before she started asking questions.

"The heart was found buried near the old Toll Bridge. It had been cut out by what appears to be a hunting knife. Have you ever been to that bridge before?"

Yes, yes she had, Aphrodite knew that.

"Yes, many times. It where David and I liked to meet."

"Mr Nolan?" Emma said as she stood up.

"Yes."

Emma opened up the cabinet, "And you met there for what purpose?"

The woman inhaled deeply, "We were having an affair," She looked over towards Regina, who hadn't made a single expression the entire time. "I'm not proud of what happened and I'm sorry. But that doesn't change the fact that  I did not kill Kathryn."

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