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Chapter 28

“I was working late,” he said. “Balancing the books. They were hanging out in the street when I left for the night. I was at the wrong place at the wrong time.”

“Did you recognize them?”

He nodded. “Two of them. They come into the coffee shop every so often.”

I wanted to hurt them. I wanted to make them pay for what they did to him. I thought of Craig. I thought of the gun. I shook the first thought out of my head. This wasn’t me. I wasn’t a vigilante. Was I? I mean, I was there to help, not to hurt, right? A sense of foreboding washed over me like a flood. I was powerful. I really could inflict some serious damage if I wanted to, and right about then, I wanted to.

“We should call the police,” I said, willing my head to more sensible topics.

“I just want to go home, Lucas,” he replied. He looked beaten, though now it was a more internal thing, like the outside bruises were nothing compared to the less tangible inner ones. “Unless you feel like appearing in court as a witness.”