115 - Becca

"I still think the police did wrong in picking up Becca's testimony so early," said Madeleine, unwillingly poking an asparagus on her lunch plate. "Isn't everything that happened obvious to them? It's unfair that she has to keep remembering everything just so that they have the confession that the bandits didn't make.”

"Without a confession, there is no crime," said Roxanne, sipping from her glass of juice. "They could not remain in prison if Becca did not confirm everything that happened, because they could still claim that they were only in the wrong place and at the wrong time.”

Greta, the maid I once noticed was hitting on Fred, came next to me to serve me a little more juice. His behavior was strange, like that of all the others, who used to pretend that I wasn't around when talking about myself, and make expressions loaded with pity when they noticed me somewhere. However, she served me quickly and soon left.

Fred, next to me, did not emit any sound, but he was staring at his mo