Since our mattress was thrown out during the crime scene clean-up, I ordered a new one online. I won’t get much use out of it if I’m convicted, but in the meantime, I sprung for the most expensive one with the highest thread count sheets and the plushest pillows and mattress pad. If these are my last couple of weeks in my own bed, they’re going to be luxurious. I haven’t heard from Sarah since our encounter on Friday night. I had hoped she’d stop by again, but after the news picked up the story, I assumed she was lying low.

I’m sitting on the couch dressed in old jeans and a flannel top, flipping through my well-thumbed copy of The Corrections, wondering why my career hadn’t taken the same path as Mr. Franzen’s. But I only need to read one page of his writing to remember why.

The phone rings and I lean over to pick it up. I don’t even get a chance to say hello. “Adam! It’s Daniel. Great news! I already have multiple offers on the tell-all.”

“You pitched the book? I didn’t even agree to write it.”

“Adam, you and I are one and the same. We both love money. Don’t be dumb. This is the chance of a lifetime. I’m talking seven figures, movie deals, the whole shebang.” He stops talking, waiting for me to agree. I can hear heavy breaths from his overexcitement.

My eyes light up, thinking of the money, fame, and power. A smile grows on my face the more I daydream of what my life could be, and then I can’t stop my own response from leaving my mouth. “Fine. But I’m going to write the truth—none of this ‘I’m the murderer’ bullshit.”

“That’s perfect. People like true crime better these days anyway. I’m setting up an auction, so get to writing. I’ll be in touch, buddy.”

The phone clicks and I hang up the receiver, sitting there in a daze for a moment. Holy shit. All my dreams are finally going to come true. I take a seat at my desk, ready to pour the pages out. This story is going to make my career, it’s going to make people know who Adam Morgan is. I crack my knuckles and open a blank word document. I type, Adam Morgan: Murder He Wrote.