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“Whoa whoa whoa,” said Chastity, ignoring Tanner. “Back up. Lie detector apps?”
“Yeah. Wait, are you not using one to interrogate Tanner? And you wonder why they made me the boss.” He shook his head with such disdain. “Now what was I saying? Oh, right. All this shit better be cleaned up when I walk into the office tomorrow morning, or we’re going to have a serious problem. Have a great night.” He turned and closed the door behind him.
Shit.There was no way we’d have everything cleaned up by morning.
But also…I didn’t really care. Because if the lie detector app he’d mentioned really worked, then I was about to finally figure out what happened to Rosalie.
Too Much Sausage - Chapter 5 – Tell the Truth
Sunday – September 24, 2023
Ash
Chastity pulled up a chair, spun it backwards, hiked her black pencil skirt upwaytoo high, and straddled it. She leaned forward until she was a few inches from Tanner’s face. “Here’s how this is going to go. Ash is going to ask you a series of questions. And you’re going to tell her the truth. If you lie…well, don’t lie.” She clicked a pair of tweezers in his face.
What’s she going to do with those?If she poked his eyes out I was definitely gonna puke.
“Wait, are you guys for real right now?” asked Tanner. “You really think I had something to do with Rosalie’s disappearance?”
Chastity plucked one of his arm hairs out.
“Stop it, that tickles,” said Tanner.
Tickles? Plucking freaking hurts, psychopath!
He laughed and tried to pull his arm away. But he couldn’t move an inch. His wrist was duct taped to the armrest of the chair, and his hand was duct taped to Chastity’s phone with his finger pressed against the screen. The app had turned her phone into a virtual polygraph machine, complete with a needle that moved around to chart every little change in his heartbeat.
“Ask him a simple question,” said Chastity. “We need a baseline for the lie detector.”
Umm…“What’s your name?” I asked.
“Tanner Rhodes. Wait…my current real name? Or my Society name? Because that’s Ryder Storm. I’m also known as Alexander Odegaard. Or are you asking for my birth name?”
What the fuck? Who are you?
The needle was jumping all over the place.
Chastity shook her head. “Try something simpler. Give him a yes or no question.”
“Do I have red hair?”
“Yes. Actually, it’s more orange. I’ve never understood why people call it…”
Chastity cut him off by plucking another of his arm hairs.
Tanner giggled.
She plucked another.
He giggled some more. “It tickles,” he managed to get out between his fits of laughter. He tried to hop away in the chair. “Stop it.”
“That’s up to you. Give us a straight answer, and your arm hairs will stay in your arm. Now, let’s try one more baseline question. Does Ash have great tits?”
“Absolutely,” said Tanner.
Chastity looked down at the app. The needle was hardly moving. “Good boy. Was that so hard? Okay, Ash. Now that we’ve got our baseline, you can ask him anything you want.”
I took a deep breath. This was it. I was finally going to get the answers I’d been searching for. “Did you kill my sister?” I asked.
