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I don’t want to call the police over nothing.
Youre pissing me off Sydney
And when I see what’s on the bed, I can’t stop screaming.
IS B DEAD?!
If I grabbed her head and gave it a solid twist to the left, I could break her neck. It wouldn’t even be hard to do.
Wtf Tom...
homicide scene.
This wasn’t a woman who just went to sleep and never woke up in the morning. She wasn’t that kind of dead. I don’t think I’ve ever seen that much blood in my entire life, and I have seen quite a lot of blood.
The detective is staring at me. He doesn’t introduce himself, but it’s unnecessary. I already know his name is Jake Sousa.
Not the ex being lead detective in this case
“When I heard the address, I asked for the case,” he finally says.
Bonnie’s apartment, meeting Randy at the door, and then discovering her body, sliced to pieces in her bedroom. This wasn’t a crime of passion. Bonnie was tortured. She was mutilated.
Jake is the most skilled at listening.
There was no sign of forced entry, so whoever did this was someone she knew and allowed inside.”
“We saw the text messages on her phone from what seemed like a boyfriend. But they were all coming from a burner phone.”
The sexy doctor that Bonnie was crushing on the other day had been texting her from a burner phone.
Was it him though? Couldve ben someone else. Randol/slug, gretch even??
“This guy she had been seeing was the one who killed her.”
“It’s a possibility we are exploring,” he admits. “But it’s not the only possibility.”
there’s a man who has a key to Bonnie’s apartment. A man who could have let himself in without any struggle at all. A man who Bonnie herself was afraid to be alone with.
But could I really point the finger at Randy?
YES BITCH
There is nobody more dedicated to his job than Jake Sousa.
Alison has never said a nice word to me in all the time I’ve known her. Part of me wants to ask her why she dislikes me so much. But there’s another part of me that already knows why and doesn’t want to hear her say it.
“You may need to squeeze a little more out. I’m not much of a bleeder.”
Syd is a bleeder. Daisy isnt
Daisy would be so easy to kill. It would barely even be a challenge.
Ffs Tom. Stop looking suss.
she pulls out two scrunchies. “Bonnie left these at my apartment. I thought we could wear them. In her honor, you know?”
Weird?! ...
“He’s okay,” Gretchen says. “He takes this kind of thing in stride.” He takes finding a mutilated dead body in stride? Okay…
“Because we don’t know whose fingerprints they are.”
don’t understand. What do they match with then?” “Another crime scene.”
“It was another woman about Bonnie’s age,”
“Looked sort of like her too. And there were other details that were similar. Like what was done to the body before and after death.”
“Both women…they had a large chunk of hair snipped from their heads very close to the scalp—at exactly the same spot. And we couldn’t find the hair anywhere in the apartments. So it seems like the killer may have taken it…as a souvenir.”
Serial killer. Has a pattern and a type.
Well, Daisy said, now I am uneven. So you’ll have to cut off the other hand so I’ll be symmetrical again.
About three or four times a week, I have a dream in which I am stabbing or strangling my beautiful girlfriend.
“Why do you need so many tissues?” Randy speaks up. “Is there going to be food?”
Ok?? Insensitive... No empathy?
“We are going to a funeral,” I remind him. When he looks at me blankly, I add, “It’s sad.”
“Right, but…” He frowns. “I mean, you guys were just friends. It’s not like she was your sister or your mother.”
Thats crazy
Kevin is at Bonnie’s funeral.
“You didn’t hear? They found Brandi Healey.”
“No, they found her body.”
“She was buried out in the woods only about half an hour from here,”
“And I overheard that they think whoever did this to her tortured her before they killed her. Like, they really made her suffer.”
has to be the same killer who got bonnie?
My hands ball into fists—I don’t like the way he’s talking about Brandi. “Don’t talk about her that way.”
“She told some of her close friends that she had a crush on a boy in your class, but she didn’t say who it was. It sounded like he liked her too. And according to a couple of her friends, she and the boy had plans to meet the night she disappeared.
If he suspected me of anything, he wouldn’t be inviting me to his house for dinner.
Keep ur enemies close
I am having a great time on this date. His name is Travis, and he looks exactly like his photo.
He has reddish-brown hair, a square jaw, and tight muscles in his forearms, and he’s a perfect six inches taller than I am.
It’s Mystery Man. After all this time. Even though I’m having a great time with Travis, I can’t help but stare at the handsome man with black hair
His nice brown eyes are focused on mine,
TOM BABE I KNOW ITS U
“Nice to meet you, Sydney,” he says. “I’m Tom. Tom Brown.”
I KNEW ITTTTT tom also changed his last name. Why??
“I want you to stay away from Daisy.”
OK red flag. Im suss of daisy now
“You’re the boyfriend,” she continues. “The mysterious boyfriend who was meeting up with Brandi the night she was killed.”
Uh oh
Okay, so the guy cuts up dead bodies for a living.
