Chapter 80

Bill turned, at this. Kris nodded—yes, the book part was true—and watched Justin’s father visibly grapple with this revelation.

Justin added that if verification was needed, he’d talked to a therapist that same night. “Of course she won’t disclose anything, but she is a professional, with credentials, and she can tell you that she did talk to me, then. I don’t know if that matters, but if you need to know. I’m not making this up. I stayed with a—a friend, after.”

“Are you formally pressing charges?”

Justin hesitated. Let fingers go still, arrested on the desktop, no longer in motion. Answered no. “I understand why he hates me. I even understand why he thinks he needs some sort of revenge. But I’d ask him to think about my family. My colleagues. About everyone else who might get hurt because of his actions, and his…exaggerations. Honestly I’d like him to talk to someone, too. If he’s having a hardtime dealing with this.”

“Oooh,” James said. “Nice.”