The murder of Mayor Smith
The young girl shrugged and leaned back into the cold brick wall casually, "don't worry about it."
The figure slammed the duffle bag back down onto the table and puffed their cheeks up before blowing the air between their lips harshly. "What do you want."
"What do I want," she laughed shaking her head. "You know what I want. I want you to go to the judge and tell them my friend is being framed."
"I can't do that."
"Yes," Anina stood up straight before walking to the small table between. She leaned towards the figure that shifted their body to the side. The dimly lit area provided them the perfect cover beside the hood that was secured around their head. "You will, or else I leak this to the press and everybody in this small godforsaken town finds out exactly what you did."
"You wouldn't," they muttered darkly. Their body went rigid.
"I have nothing else to lose."
She stared down the hooded figure for a couple of seconds longer. The fear that she felt before has completely vanished. Anina straightened her shoulders before giving one last glare and turning around. Lisa did not kill the mayor, and she would be the one to prove it.