Chapter 21

I sat on the interrogation chair and stared at Zion in despair, who was arranging his notes. "It wasn't like that," I said in a hoarse voice, feeling I was about to lose my last and only hope. I desperately hoped that the police would find out the truth about Yasmin and clear my name so I could… rest in peace. Yet, based on the current situation, not only would the truth never be known, but my body would never be found. "Officer Landon, she's lying. She's a liar," I whispered in a hoarse voice. Why didn't you believe me? Why wouldn't anyone believe in me? Why did everyone believe in Yasmin? "Officer Landon, we've spoken to the people who knew Stephanie Carlson. None of them had good comments on her. Sounds like Stephanie had a terrible personality," said Phil Jeffers as he walked into the interrogation room. "On the other hand, Yasmin Bailey seems like a kind person. She almost got killed when Stephanie pushed her off the stairs. But she chose not to report it to the police an