Julien: I don't think I can do this whole, trial thing tomorrow.
Emerson: Why not? You showed us today that someone else shot you up with heroin
Julien: But how did they get in the room is my biggest question. What if the other side asks that too? I won't have an answer to that. They'll set R & C free
Emerson: No they won't. Mr. Albright will find evidence that puts them in your room.
Julien: How do you know?
Emerson: People already searched your room. They turned up some old Xanax bottles and a bottle of urine under your bed. They think the person was hiding in your room.
Julien: I'll never be able to sleep again without checking under the bed
Emerson: Just relax. You'll do just fine tomorrow. And they found finger prints on the bottle. They are running them against Calvin and Roxy's.
Julien: I have to go.
Emerson: I'll see you tomorrow, J.
Julien: Yeah, but I won't testify
I ignore her last text. She'll testify. She's just having a rough night.
I put the phone away, walking under the stars in the cold air towards Julien's dorm.
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Little Miss Perfect (Blackmail Book 3)
General FictionI hate her. I hate her for forgetting. I hate her for not getting help. I hate her for getting into drugs in the first place. Highest Ranking: #825 in General Fiction (11/28/17)