Chap-197*Baby Killer*

Cynthia Dion: "What did she tell you, Cynthia? Look! If she spills the beans on why she pulled that stunt, we can piece things together much more easily," he was spot on; Thea's tight-lipped act was the only thing keeping us in the dark about what transpired. "She mentioned someone talked her into doing all of that," as I uttered those words, the furrow on Atticus's forehead relaxed. "Someone!" Atticus echoed my words, drifting into a bit of a daze, likely attempting to crack this enigma. "I get the feeling she's just trying to wriggle out of this situation and pin the blame on some faceless scapegoat," I shook my head, reluctant to believe her any longer. If she were truly innocent, she would've spilled the beans a long time ago. Instead, she continued to mete out punishment to others, making it look like she was on my side and also a victim of everyone. "No, Cynthia!" Atticus, for some reason, wasn't on board with my skepticism. I turned my face to see what had caught his attention a