A Bargaining Chip To Control Jefferson

However, Adrienne quickly brushed off this idea. The murderer was not stupid. He clearly knew that she had not found any clues at present, therefore he would not be stupid enough to show up in front of her. Then, who else could it be? Could it be Albert? Was it because she hadn't listened to him but chose to stay with Jefferson, hence he had to resort to such a low-level method? It didn't seem likely. Although Albert was upset with her, he didn't show it in front of Jefferson and Britney. That would mean that he still cared about looking civil on the surface. Thus, it was unlikely that he resorted to such stupid methods. Then, who else could it be? Could it be Jefferson? Would it be him? If it really were him, she would jump headfirst into any dangerous situation.  Thinking of this, Adrienne started to feel calmer. She felt her head getting heavier and heavier as her eyelids drooped shut. She felt that once she closed her eyes, she wouldn't be able to open them again.  Adrienne pinched