Chapter 24: Guilty?, Part 2

"You want us to go to the police and admit we were at the scene of a murder?" His words were spoken slowly, as if he were trying to ensure I fully understood. "What happens when we end up at the top of the suspect list? Because that is the only thing that will happen if we come forward."

My eyes widened. That possibility never once crossed my mind. Maybe I was so desperate to find a way to help, to lessen Abby's suffering, that I was grasping at anything to make that happen. I hung my head.

He put his finger under my chin and tilted my head so I was looking at him. "I know you feel bad and even a little guilty, but we did nothing wrong." He stepped closer, putting us chest to chest.

I sucked in a breath and tried not to let my racing heart distract me.

"Getting ourselves involved with the police will only cause more problems. Please trust me on this." His tone was pleading.

"Okay," I said, defeated.