Riley Anderson
When Ricco left the house in a huff, I was confused about what was going on. All the employees were giving me off-beat vibes, while Barnes gave me a pity look.
I walk to my room. I don’t know if I should be happy, sad, or disappointed at Ricco, but I can’t blame him either. He was so stressed in the morning, but that doesn’t give him the right to accuse me of being the mole unless they find something that implicates me.
As soon as I get to my room, it is not the way I left; things have been moved around, and whoever was in my room was keen to make sure they returned everything to where I had left except for my coat. It is not where I left off.
"Could he have found something to implicate me?" But why couldn’t he just ask me about it nicely instead of shaming me in front o
