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AMANDA'S PLAN

“You know where your fusebox is, Alex?”

“Of course I do,” I replied. I could smell the smoke in my clothes. “It’s in an alcove on the ground floor.”

“Right,” said the detective. “That’s where the fire started. I spoke to the Marshall half an hour ago. He told me there was no way it was a kitchen accident. Place went up in about ten minutes.”

“So it didn’t start in the kitchen,” I said. “So what?”

“We know you’re up for fraud,” said the other cop. “And we know someone got to that fusebox. Were you hoping you could claim for the insurance on it?”

“ What? What Fraud? I asked.

“ All the shares your investors invested most especially the one belonging to Miss Amanda Sam”

I chuckle and knew where all this was coming from.it’s all Amanda's plan.

But I simply looked at the floor.

“You’d better start talking,” said one of the detectives.

“You wouldn’t understand,” I said, and shook my head. I’d given up. At this point, they could do what they wanted. I’d lost everything, and I was feeling migh
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