All the Lies (Lies & Truths 1)
His entire attention is on the detective, as if he has a feud with him.
“What do you want from Reina, detective?” Alex asks from his position beside me with an edge of authority.
I can feel the detective’s gaze on me as he speaks. “We have a warrant to bring Miss Ellis in for questioning.”
“And what are the charges?” Alex presses.
“We found her bracelet at the fire site.”
“As I said before,
that’s only circumstantial evidence that won’t hold up in court—”
Detective Daniels cuts Alex off. “We also have her DNA.”
Blood drains from my face, and my head snaps upright. The first thing I see is Asher’s poker face.
His unreadable expression doesn’t necessarily mean something good. I’m starting to think he’s the type who straps his emotions tight behind a controlled mask.
No. I want to tell him. I didn’t do anything.
“If you please, Miss Ellis,” the detective says, “come with us to the station for some questions.”
“Absolutely not.” Alex stands. “Bring an arrest warrant for that.”
“You’re only making it harder for her.” The detective meets my gaze, harsh and judgmental. He already thinks I had a hand in whatever happened at that cottage, and nothing will change his mind. “If you confess, we’ll think about reducing the charges.”
“I…I…” Words lodge in my throat like tiny needles, prickling the skin.
“Don’t answer that, Reina.” Alex walks to the door and opens it. “The voluntary questioning is over, detective.”
Daniels stands up and slaps his notepad against his thigh. His eyes meet mine and a shudder slides down my spine. “Kids like you are a cancer to society and should be put down.”
“That’s enough, detective.” Alex ushers him out. “Leave. Now.”
Tears blur my vision as I ball my fists in my lap. No matter how much I want to ignore his last words, I just can’t.
What if…what if I really did something?
Old Reina was bad enough to hurt people, but she wasn’t a criminal, right?
Once the detective leaves, Alex faces me with a reassuring smile. “Don’t worry. He has nothing that will pull you down.”
“But…” I gulp. “He said they found my DNA.”
“But they still have no victim or suspect profile yet. He’s trying to intimidate you. Do not fall for his tactics. Okay?”
I nod slowly.
“You go rest, Reina.”
I’m on autopilot as I stand up and exit his office. I don’t stop to see the way Asher watches me. I don’t want to witness the cruelty in his face or that ‘See? You’re a monster’ look.
My legs barely carry me, and my shoulders hunch as if a weight is pulling them down.
The moment I arrive at my room, I sit on the edge of the bed, my unsteady leg unable to carry me anymore.
My heart flips and thumps in my chest so hard it’s impossible to hear anything else. Pressure builds behind my eyes and my nose tingles with unshed tears.