Sane or Insane | ✔

XXXIII. Ready or Not

Giovanni's

I drove as fast as I can to HQ, ready to reveal these fucking informations in my head.

"This is too much for me to bear. Too much information! Ugh!" I groaned, massaging my temple.

"Thank God she fucking recorded it, or I swear to God, I'll forget all the informations she gave me." I muttered under my breath.

I sighed as I processed everything, stepping on the accelerator.

Rami's

It's been half an hour since Anastasia calmed down and fell asleep on her temporary cell.

"I wonder if she's telling the truth." I sighed, massaging my temple.

"You okay?" Timothy offered me coffee and I quickly took it.

"I don't know." I sipped.

"You look like shit."

I nearly choked. "Oh, geez." I chuckled.

Timothy laughed. "Just stating a fact." He playfully rolled his eyes.

I placed the coffee on top of my desk and sighed.

"Why do I get the feeling that she's telling the truth?" I asked him.

He sighed. "Because you don't want to believe it, you're choosing to listen to your intuition."

I sighed again. "If she really is guilty, she wont cry, yell, scream and pleaded for us to let her go for almost 2 hours."

He sighed. "If she's guilty and still has something to lose, she'll do anything to escape prison. She'll do anything to be free."

He has a point.

I groaned and walked towards the vending machine.

I saw Ashley and Pierre talking and laughing.

"Wow, these kids." I thought to myself.

Ashley saw me staring and smiled.

She stood up and Pierre followed her.

"What ya doing, Rami? Might wanna buy me some? Pleaaaase?" Ashley flashed me her puppy eyes.

I rolled my eyes and offered her the twix.

She squealed. "Thank youuu!" She hugged me and walked towards Timothy.

Pierre chuckled. "She really is always hungry, isn't she?"

I chuckled. "Yeah, that's who she is. Take it or leave it."

I glared at him. "I know you like her. I can tell, young man."

He sighed. "I know, we're still young and got a lot to learn, but I really like her Ms. Hamilton."

I sighed. "Then court her." I smiled at him. "Make her see why you're worthy of her."

He smiled. "I will, Ma'am."

I patted his back then he left.

I inserted another coin to grab a new twix, then I heard someone shout my name.

"Rami!"

Giovanni's

I called out Rami, the recorder in hand.

Rami walked away from the vending machine, looking confused.

"What the hell?" She asked. "What happened to you?"

I played the recording, then the whole room became silent. Their attention was focused on the recording.

When the recording ended, Rami cleared her throat.

"So, Rosaline's only responsible for Victor's attempted murder, is that correct?" She asked.

I nodded. "Yes. That's correct. I'll repeat the two reasons why she may hold a grudge on him, and why she might be a suspect on Victor's attempted murder."

Everyone focused their attention on me.

"One, Victor used her as his rebound to forget Rami."

Everyone gasped, making Rami uncomfortable.

"Two, her father might have told her to poison Victor as a revenge to the Lance's when Jon Lance secretly robbed them."

Rami sighed again. "We still have her DNA, so our accusation may be right."

I nodded and cleared my throat.

"I want you to release Anastasia for she is innocent. We all heard it, Anastasia's innocent, coming from Marco Osbourne himself. Not his other personalities, but himself."

Ashley furrowed her brows.

"He might be fooling us to lead us to another dead end." She reasoned out.

"But why? There's no other reason for lying. Even if he lied about it, he won't gain anything. He obviously hate the killer, he nearly told us the name." Rami blocked her out.

"Even if he lie, nothing will change. He'll still be locked up in Vurmingham Asylum." I added.

"Lorraine mentioned the 'R', that was drawn by Harriet on her hand, before she was murdered, right?"

They all nodded.

"If you failed to hear it clearly, Marco told Lorraine that Harriet wanted her to listen to the RECORDINGS."

"Harriet was not leading us to Rosaline McArthur. She was leading us to the recordings which contains the identity of your father's real killer, the one who convinced Harriet." Rami realized, her eyes wide.

I smiled and nodded. "In conclusion, Anastasia was framed by the killer. And I believe that the killer might be inside the asylum."

Rami took a deep breath and sighed. "That's possible."

"I mean, how did the killer know when and how to strike, right? The killer must've known enough about almost everything."

"The killer must've known Anastasia's schedule..." Ashley muttered under her breath.

"The killer murdered Harriet on the exact time Anastasia would give her medicine. The murder started on the time her shift started. Then, Anastasia found the body and we mistaken her as the suspect because she was also there when the session started." Ashley said.

"Yes. It's either the killer is inside the asylum or there might be a mole inside the asylum, but who could that be?" I sighed

Rami hissed. "The killer planned it all so well that we nearly believed that Anastasia really is the fucking killer." She sighed.

"I strongly believe that the killer is inside the asylum this whole time. Watching your every move. Waiting for the perfect moment to strike." She groaned.

"We need to find those recordings this instant, before the killer finds it first." Rami suggested, grabbing her gun.

"Don't worry about it, Lorraine's already taking care of it." I smiled.

She reloaded her gun and grabbed a few bullet cases. "What are we waiting for? Let's go before the killer get to her first!" She sprinted towards the exit and we followed her out.