FIFTY ONE

Detective Vergara

“Do you have a confession for me?” I pulled out a seat and sat in front of Alex.

“I have nothing to say until my lawyer gets here.”

“You can start confessing. That would be a wise decision.”

“I did nothing wrong. Even punching you in the face was a great idea. Detective, you were being rude.”

“Did you know that can land you two or more years in prison? He widened his eyes in surprise. I leaned back as I assessed his facial expressions. He tapped his fingers on the table nervously, and kept looking up at the camera

“Fine. I might have sent one of those letters,

But that’s it. I was just messing around.”

“By threatening them?”

“Yes. My friend doesn’t know how to treat his woman.”

“So you decided to rape her?”

“I spent months telling her how much she meant to me. I can’t go to bed without her running through my mind. Have you ever been in love detective?”

“Never with my friends woman.” He scoffed.

“I am in love with Cheska. She is my oxygen. I have made love