I stared at it. “This is all?”
“This is what she asked me to give you.”
“What is it?”
Mr. Carson didn’t look away. “She said this is what you really wanted.”
My fingers felt stiff as I lifted the lid.
The first thing inside was a folded sheet of printed paper. I opened it and saw the words from my text to Jesse:
“All good. Once she’s gone, I’m set.”
“She said this is what you really wanted.”
The office went silent around me.
“Where did she get this?” I asked.
“She said your phone lit up on the kitchen table while she was sitting there.”
“And she read it?”
“She saw enough,” Mr. Carson said. “Then she wrote the words down and asked me to keep them for this box.”
“And she never said anything?”
“No. She wanted to see what you would do without being caught.”
