“Mr. Abel, please,” implored Evelyn. “I never left the mansion. And I cut myself when I was cooking one time.”

“Stop lying or you’ll end up like Alana,” Abel hollered.

“Look.” Evelyn stretched her arm out. “Look at my wound here. I cut myself so I didn’t leave the mansion at all.”

“So?” Abel wasn’t interested in Evelyn’s wound. “You don’t need to leave the mansion to give instructions to Darrell.”

Evelyn shut up. The more she lied, the more likely she slipped up. She had to come up with another idea quickly.

“You don’t trust me, Mr. Abel?”

“I never trust you.”

“I did not harm Emmeline. I’ll prove my innocence with death if I must.”

“Enough!”

“Mr. Abel…”

planted the dagger into the table. Just as Evelyn smacked her forehead against the

am innocent,

piece,

do

if she’s

felt Evelyn’s nose. He then replied, “No, sir. She

her to the hospital. She’s crazy.”

her last-ditch effort? You almost made her confess,” commented

not over yet. Bring her to the hospital. She can’t

“Yes, sir!”

didn’t have any appetite. Why would he be in the mood of

Waylon

them in.” Abel rubbed his

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