25 June 2012
Chapter 2. Exhibit A (Part 1)
Life! Life for a crime I hadn't even committed. But I'd seen the footage. I could see why they believed I was guilty. I almost believe it myself. It was like an out of body experience. I knew I hadn't done it but there I was doing it on camera for everyone in the Court room to see.
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The date and time on the recording said it happened on the Friday night shift. It was a quiet shift with just six members of staff including myself. Most the customers were just after a bottle of wine or other alcoholic beverage for their evening festivities. I remembered working and the shift and it being like any other. It was when the clock struck eight, signifying closing time. We all start locking up the store like usual but thats when the video stopped making sense and got began to get nasty.
I went to meet Daz. He's a bit of a jack the lad type that I've always had a soft spot for but he knows Im with Alec. Still, I cringed when we started talking as I felt awkward with Alec sitting in the Court room to observe our casual flirting.
"So what you up to tonight?" Daz asked.
"Seeing Alec."
Daz grabbed me round my waist, pulling me into him. "Sounds boring. Let me show you a good time."
"Maybe." I giggled and blushed. It wasnt that I fancied Daz but it just killed time to mess around together and we were of a similar age.
"Depends what you have in mind?"
"My place." He grinned, letting me go. "A few drinks and take it from there."
"What sort of drink?"
He mischievously grabbed a bottle of wine from the shelf. "How about this bottle right here?"
"Chardonnay?" I laughed. Then I reached for a large bottle of dark whiskey. I raised it up and smacked it into his head. Daz fell to the ground and the bottle smashed next to his head. The golden liquid mixed with his blood and the glass fragments shattered across the floor. I grabbed his ankles and pulled him down the aisle and towards the first freezer I reached. I dropped his legs to the floor whilst I opened the chest then heaved him up. In he went. I closed the glass lid down on his face.
"Whats this?" I heard the Store Manager Greg yell. He must have found the slimy red trail.
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