Carla sits next to Hayden, she has a word for him.
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"So Hayden, I had a question." Carla asked, looking up from her book. She didn't look at him though but his eyes burned into the side of her face.
His eyes were wide, "YOU wanna ask ME a question?!"
"Yes."
"Okay....?"
"Did you kill Hannah?"
"Are you worried?"
"Answer the question."
Hayden sat there a good 3 minutes, tapping his foot nervously under the table.
"So?"
"I'm not answering that."
Carla nodded her head, "uh huh, so you did. Why?"
"I didn't say I did."
"You didn't have to. To answer YOUR question, NO I'm not worried." She said sternly.
"Are you sure?"
"Absolutely, why would I be afraid of a man like you? You're just like my ex husband, a fraud."
"Excuse me?"
"You think you're so tough, you're so bad. The only difference is my ex-husband didn't kill anything but my heart."
"I'm sorry to hear that."
"No you're not."
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