Chapter 280. I Choose Coffee

May flinched at my words, her guilt deepening as she stared down at her hands. On some other day, I would have felt bad for her, not not today. This literally involved my life and I did not have the luxury of just accepting things as they were.

“I know this isn’t what you want to hear, but there’s nothing more that I can do,” She murmured, her voice barely audible.

I clenched my fists, trying to keep my emotions in check. “You’re saying the only evidence that could save me is in Alan’s hands, and he’s not going to give it up? He’d rather let me die?”

She chuckled lightly without humor. “He hates you, Rue. He really does. And then with him in jail right now, it did not certainly help.”

I let out a shuddered breath and wet my lips while nodding. “But you can help, May. Please…you can help. He listens to you, he wants to be with you. You can use that against him. You can trick him into helping me. But please, you are my last hope.”