032.

"Winston, no?" Carlton smirked.

"You look happy for someone that's about to rot in jail", Winston remarked.

Carlton shrugged, "don't conclude".

"Drug dealing, a brothel with underaged girls?" Winston scoffed at his arrogance.

"Did any of them look underaged to you? How was I supposed to know? Besides, everyone deserves to venture into whatever for the cash when the need arises, no?"

Winston chuckled aloud.

"You're not getting out of this one. You can call your wife?"

"What wife?' Carlton chuckled.

"You lied to a police man".

"Clearly the police man seemed dumb and I wasn't wrong. I am happily married to the devil anyways", he blinked boringly.

"I knew there was something off with you the day I saw you", Peter spoke up

"Took time for you to find out what it actually was huh?", he nodded.

"I'll ask you one last time then. Do you have a hand in Mrs. Williams death and what in heaven were doing at Ms. Harmsworth's house at such unholy hour?"

"Where I go at whatever fucking hour is my bus
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