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The tension in Harryâs body started to dissipate as she noticed Saffi relax, indicating that thankfully, Harry had been convincing. She didnât entirely trust Saffi, but now it seemed like sheâd have to. And that was still the best-case scenario. To their credit, they didnât seem the type to go against their word to someoneâ and they were right, if they turned Harry in, thereâd surely be questions for Saffi as well now. Harry wondered, absently, if Saffiâs concern meant she had more to hide. But that was a question to ponder some other time.
âIâll just throw it out. Leave it in the bag so it doesnât catch anyoneâs eye. Thatâs what I meant to do in the first place, I just never got around to it.â Harry replied quickly. She didnât offer an explanation as to why she hadnât just done that before, mostly because Harry wasnât entirely sure of the reason herselfâ was she in denial over how much trouble sheâd be in if this actually got out? Compared to the other crime that had been committed that night, this felt like nothing⌠but still, it was serious destruction of private property. Could be deserving of jail time. Not exactly something to fuck around with.
âTo be clear,â Harry pried gently, lowering her voice so reduce the risk of being overheard through the Castleâs paper-thin walls. âDoes that mean you wonât tell anyone about this?â
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Saffi nodded along to the plan, trying not to be nervous over how simple it all seemed. Just get rid of it, no one will know. Not like she didnât know anything about that, sheâd played her part in this whole thing. Sheâd chosen to just walk away, hoping that no one would know. âYeah, okay,â she replied, keeping her voice tone neutral. She didnât want to seem nervous.
Saffi stared at her for a quiet moment when Harry asked if sheâd tell anyone. Internally, she debated her choices. She was right when sheâd commented earlier about her fingerprints, and she really did not want to deal with questioning more than she absolutely had to. On the other hand, a little leverage might be good. Over anyone, she didnât really care. As long as it deflected away from her.
Ultimately, she sighed and nodded. âSure, sure. I wonât tell anyone.â And then, because they knew they sounded exasperated and wanted to be clear, âI swear, I wonât tell anyone.â They repeated it more clearly this time, more honestly.Â

















