Broken Trust by Lillian Duncan

Author:Lillian Duncan
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: christian Fiction
Publisher: Pelican Book Group
Published: 2017-06-30T16:00:00+00:00

11

Chryssie sat in a cubicle room picking at a hang nail. A small table and three chairs were crowded around, leaving little space to walk. Her gaze landed on the double-sided mirror. Someone was probably watching her. She knocked on the glass. “Can you come in here so I can get this over with?”

A moment later the door opened. The same woman who’d come to her class. She was older than Chryssie, probably in her early forties. Her brown hair was short, but the curls made it more feminine. She looked down at the paper in her hand, then at Chryssie.

“No wonder I couldn’t find you.” She turned the paper toward Chryssie. Her driver’s license picture stared back in full Glitter mode. “What’s with this getup? I wouldn’t have recognized you if I’d walked right past you.”

“You did walk right past me. At the college yesterday. You actually showed me that picture.”

“Mmm. So I was told. Your prof said you’d just finished your exam when I walked in. I looked around the campus, but you seemed to have disappeared.” She held out her hand. “Annie Dargols. I’m the detective assigned to this case.”

Chryssie shook her hand.

Annie sat down in the chair. “Are you ready to tell me what happened?”

“I guess. Where should I start?”

“Anywhere you want is fine by me.”

“I was walking—”

Someone knocked on the door.

Annie leaned over and opened the door.

“Her lawyer’s here.” A disembodied voice said from the hall.

“She hasn’t asked for one.”

“Don’t know anything about that, but here’s the lawyer.”

A tall man walked in. His suit was impressive and his demeanor even more so. He walked to Annie with an outreached hand. “Sam Carson.” He turned to her. “And you must be Chryssie Mason?”

She nodded. At least Marv had kept his word about hiring a lawyer.

He sat in the remaining chair, put his briefcase on the table, and pulled out a yellow legal pad. “What’s your full name, Chryssie?”

“Chrysalis Mason.”

“An unusual name.”

“Chrysalis is another name for a butterfly cocoon.” She wondered if there was a reverse word for metamorphosis—instead of becoming a butterfly, she was returning to her worm life. Or worse.

“Oh, very nice. How do you spell that?”

Annie stood up. “I guess you’ll need some time with your client.”

“Not at all. My client’s done nothing wrong. Therefore; we don’t need time to concoct a story. The truth will do just fine. Once you hear it, I’m sure you’ll agree that it was self-defense and we can be done with this unpleasant matter.” He turned toward Chryssie with a reassuring smile.

Did he know the truth? Or had Marv hired a legitimate lawyer who had no idea of the fraud she was about to perpetrate? If he knew the truth, then this guy was as bad as Marv. But what did that say about her? She was confessing to a murder she didn’t commit.

“Fine by me. Let’s do this.” Annie sat back down.

“I’d just closed up the bar and was walking to my car.”

The lawyer scribbled furiously on his notepad.

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