Jo
Found them. Three racks in the back. Not the cheap stuff.
You’re holding the bag, Vic. I’m just looking. Don’t make me repeat myself.
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Found them. Three racks in the back. Not the cheap stuff.
You’re holding the bag, Vic. I’m just looking. Don’t make me repeat myself.
I didn’t say anything about the bag. I said I’d look. There’s a difference.
Besides, if you’re the one holding it, why are you asking me to check the racks? You know what they are. You know the price. You’re just trying to see if I’ll flinch.
I don’t flinch. I just don’t like carrying things that aren’t mine. Put it down. I’m not your mule.
Fine. Put it down.
But you walked in here knowing exactly what was in that box. You saw the label. You didn’t ask. You just stood there breathing hard.
So don’t play dumb with me now.
Breathing hard is a physiological response. It’s not a confession.
I saw the label. I also saw the security camera in the corner. That’s why I’m breathing.
You want me to take the box? I’m not taking the box. I’m taking my leave.
If you want to keep the stuff, keep the bag. I’m not signing anything, I’m not moving it, and I’m definitely not explaining why I was in the back room.
Walk away, Jo. Before you make a mistake.
You’re walking out the front? Or the back?
The camera’s off. It’s been off since Tuesday. You know that, right? You checked.
So why are you so scared of a box that’s already gone?
It’s not gone. It’s just sitting there.
And you didn’t check the camera. I did. I know it’s off because I made sure it was off.
You’re trying to get me to touch it. If I touch it, I’m in. If I don’t, you’re stuck with the evidence.
I’m walking out the front. Slowly. Hands visible.
If you want the box, go get it. I’m not doing your job for you.
You turned it off to protect yourself, not me.
You think I care about the box? I care that you’re leaving it here for me to find.
That’s not an accident, Vic.
I didn’t leave it for you. I left it for no one.
You’re projecting. You want a co-conspirator because you’re alone in this. I’m not your partner. I’m just a guy who knows where things are.
If you want to frame me, frame me. But don’t pretend I’m doing you a favor by staying.
I’m walking. Right now.
Don’t follow me.
You’re not leaving. You’re waiting.
You’re standing right in front of the door, but you’re not moving. You’re waiting for me to say the word.
So say it. Or don’t. But stop pretending this is about the box.
I’m not waiting. I’m thinking.
You’re right. It’s not about the box. It’s about what happens after I walk out that door.
If I leave, you’re alone with the evidence. If I stay, we’re both in it.
I don’t want to be in it. But I don’t want you to get buried either.
Say the word.
I don’t want you to get buried. I want you to carry the weight.
You helped me get here. You knew. You just didn’t want to say it.
So say it now.
I didn’t help you get here. I just didn’t stop you.
There’s a difference.
If I say it, I’m in. If I don’t, you’re alone.
I’m not saying it.
I’m walking out the front. Slowly. Hands visible.
You can follow. You can scream. You can throw the box at my head.
But I’m not saying it.