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chapter no. 016!
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❝ THE CONNECTIONS. ❞ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄
LIAR—A WORD USED TO DESCRIBE SOMEONE WHO TELLS LIES. IT'S ALSO A WORD USED TO DESCRIBE SOMEONE WHO INTENTIONALLY DECEIVES ANOTHER. Oftentimes, lies serve one of three functions: instrumental, interpersonal, or psychological. In the case of Joseph Arthur, his lies served as interpersonal moves of manipulation. In a way, he was playing chess: the more lies he told, the closer he got to checkmate. He'd lied more than both of his associates combined, which was something Cara Valentine hadn't expected. She anticipated him to play mind games with the FBI, but he did the opposite. He cooperated. He opened his mouth wider than anyone else—wider than she had.
Pushing through the interrogation door, Cara stormed out, hot with anger. Before she entered the room, she'd been filled with an escapable fear. Now, as she left, she was prepared to dropkick someone.
"What's wrong?" Spencer asked before anyone else could, brows scrunched together. He made his way to her side.
Noticing how close he'd gotten, Cara stepped away and shook her head. "He's a lying douchebag. That's what's wrong," she snapped, running a hand through her hair. Aside from Spencer, this was the most emotion she'd displayed in front of the F.B.I. However, she'd prefer them to see her angry than anything else.
"What'd he lie about?" Morgan asked, crossing his arms.
Cara's eyes flashed to his briefly. "Arthur never needed my father, he needs me," she put it bluntly.
