Deadly Confession

AUDREY'S POV

I froze, my back hitting the kitchen counter as I took a small step backward. My gaze fell on the stick she was holding, it's wooden edge glistening faintly under the weak light that seeped through the cracked kitchen window. I could see it clearly now… the stick was smeared with dark, half-dried blood. My stomach turned. That wasn’t paint. That was real. Maybe from one of the officer