Chapter 14 - Confronting Jessica In The Cold Detention Room
Two hours later, Jessica sat handcuffed to a metal table inside the holding facility of the county jail.
The room was lit by a harsh fluorescent bulb humming overhead against the cold concrete walls.
The heavy steel door swung open, and Mark walked into the room with slow, deliberate steps.
Jessica looked up, her designer hair disheveled and her royal blue dress stained with pool water and dirt.
“Mark... please, you have to listen to me! I did it all for us! For our future!” she sobbed pathetically.
Mark pulled out a chair opposite her and sat down, staring at her with complete, chilling detachment.
“You didn't do it for us, Jessica,” Mark said quietly, tossing the cassette tape onto the metal table.
“You did it because you were a greedy, narcissistic sociopath who couldn't stand not being at the center of wealth.”
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“The police are digging up the old cabin in Maine as we speak,” Mark continued smoothly.
“And your co-conspirators have already started cutting deals with federal prosecutors.”
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