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“Okay, then This foreant Lindsay Boxer and Inspector Richard Conklin when you were interviewed at the police station on April nineteenth

“It says here, ‘Before we ask you any questions you ht to reainst you in a court of law’ And here’s a set of initials Are they yours?”

Junie peered at the document, said, “Yes”

Yuki read the entire for at each point to fire the question at Junie: “Did you understand this? Are these your initials?” Bang, bang, bang

And after each question, Junie scrutinized the paper and said, “Yes”

“And here at the bottohts, that you don’t want a lawyer, that no threats have been n this?”

“Yes, ma’am, I did”

“And did you tell the police that Michael Campion died in your house and that you disposed of his body?”

“Yes”

“Did you feel tricked or intimidated by the police?”

“No”

Yuki walked to the prosecution table, put down the form, collected a nod from Parisi, and turned back to the defendant

“Why did you make this confession?”

“I wanted to help the police”

“I’m confused, Ms Moon You wanted to help them So first you said you never met Mr Campion Then you said he died in your arms Then you said you left his body parts in a Dumpster Then you said you made up the story to please the police — because that’s the kind of person you are