Why Jessica Freeman Is Dead
"No, no way!" I almost shriek at the boy in front of me.
He rolls his eyes and scoffs. "Come on, you don't want people thinking that you actually murdered Jessica do you, Natalie?" He gives me a pointed look as he speaks.
I take a deep breath, getting ready to fire back a retort that will shut him up about this stupid detective thing. Jessica was a cold-hearted bitch who never thought about anyone but herself. She didn't deserve redemption when she was alive and she doesn't deserve it now.
"Please, Natalie." Vincent pleads before I can force the rejection out of my mouth. I stare at his eyes that are silently begging me behind his square-framed glasses. "I need this just as much as you do. I'm in this just as much as you are." He grabs my shoulders and gives me a little shake to emphasize his begging.
Now it's my turn to scoff. His daddy would get him out of being a suspect, just like all rich boys' fathers would. He has nothing to worry about, unlike me, on the other hand. I have no daddy to get me out of this murder case-or even just a lawyer. I weigh my options quickly; I could either still be pinned as a suspect and probably end up in prison or I could help Vincent find Jessica's real killer.
"Fine." I mutter with defeat. Vincent lights up like a Christmas tree, making me roll my eyes at his sudden change of mood.
I still think Jessica doesn't deserve redemption-but maybe I do.
Natalie Baker is an opinionated, loud mouthed, never-takes-shit-from-anyone type of girl. Of course, from being this way, she has developed a very long list of enemies. And the one girl on top of the list, Jessica Freeman, just happens to be murdered, and Natalie is the one who stumbles onto the body. Now pegged as the #1 suspect, she teams up with an unlikely (and slightly forced) ally to find the real murderer and clear her name.