Bri flashed a mouthful of clenched teeth. “I knew right away what happened with Tinsley. Mara, that evil bitch, came and told me about it herself. She was the stupid one… bragging to me about how she hit Tinsley for smarting off to her, laughing about sending Georgia to the hospital, rattling on and on about her mean little anonymous note she wrote Rosalee. She was an awful person, detective. I’m sorry to say that I don’t think many people will miss her.”

“So, what did you do about it, Bri?” the detective asked.

Bri let out a small laugh. “I didn’t have to do anything, you see. Mara, that little arrogant fool, did it all to herself.”

“Are you saying she jumped from the balcony in your room? It is your room that is directly above the spot she cracked her skull on next to the pool. I have technicians out there right now, analyzing the scene and gathering any blood evidence they can find by the pool. We’re also taking a look at your balcony…”

Now it was Bri’s turn to look surprised. Slowly, her shocked look morphed into something else—glee and appreciation.

“Nice work, detective. I didn’t think you’d figure out the pool,” she said.

“Why did you push her from the balcony? Say what you will about her character, but that doesn’t justify murder. You have to know that, Bri. Deep down, you know that’s not okay.”

“She jumped, just like I said. I almost wish I had pushed her. She would have deserved it, trust me! But no… She jumped.”

“And why the hell would she do that?” the detective demanded.

Bri shrugged. “Because I dared her to do it. I told her there was no way she could pull it off. And that arrogant little bitch tried to prove me wrong. But guess what? I’m never wrong. The trajectory made it impossible. It’s simple physics, really, and it didn’t take a genius to figure it out. I did a rough calculation, initial velocity and potential outcomes… To be honest, she got closer to the pool than I predicted she would. Surprised the hell out of me. But not close enough…”

Detective Smalls was on her feet now. “Bri Beake. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can be used against you in court…”

“Blah, blah, blah,” Bri interrupted. “You can go ahead and arrest me, but I won’t serve time. I didn’t push her or force her to jump into the pool. She did it all herself! I can’t help it if she fell to her death, detective.”