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“Questioning? Hell no. Damon requests a fucking attorney.” He pauses. “You’re damn right I’m requesting it for him. You know what? Fuck this. He’s got a team of us on our way. You can’t hold him without evidence.”
Tanner ends the call and paces a few more rotations before finally sighing and leaning against his desk. His hands curl over the edge of the wood surface, his knuckles turning white from the lack of blood flow, and he tilts his head back to stare at the ceiling as he thinks.
My fingers are already flying over the keyboard, digging for all the information I can find on the arrest.
“How bad is it?” Gabriel asks.
I keep glancing up to look around the room.
My main concern is Ezra. He’s leaning against a wall, his head down like he’s studying his shoes, but I can almost feel the cold violence that shrouds him.
“They arrested Damon for murdering William. Detective Nichols wouldn’t give me more information than that.”
Pulling up the arrest warrant, I read over the charges, but all that tells me is they have Damon for first degree murder. Fortunately, there’s also an indictment, and although it’s under seal, I have my ways around that.
“I need a Notice of Appearance filed immediately. Mason go take care of that, then you can come with Gabriel and me to represent our client. I’m sure this shit is retribution having to do with the governor. Damon was home when William got in that car accident.”
“Except William stopped at the house,” Ezra adds, his voice low and lethal.
“Your point?” Tanner asks.
Ezra’s jaw tics furiously. “Damon was cleaning up blood when I got home that night.”
Silence bathes the room, everyone turning to stare at Ezra.
His voice careful, Gabe asks, “Why are you just now telling us this?”
Ezra doesn’t look up, his body rigid and still.
“Because Damon asked me not to. They got in a fight. Then William left and crashed his car.”
Tanner rolls his neck over his shoulders to relieve tension. “That still doesn’t constitute murder. Even if William crashed due to the injuries, that’s not murder.”
I break into the sealed indictment then read through the evidence that was presented. My heart sinks into my stomach.
“The indictment claims the injuries to William’s body don’t match the accident scene. His skull was crushed in. He was missing most of his teeth, and his sternum was crushed in as well. Every rib was broken in multiple places. His hips were shattered into pieces…”
Thelist ofinjuries goes on, but I don’t bother reading the rest of it out loud.
Tanner stabs a hand through his hair, the rest of us falling silent.
“That doesn’t prove anything. William’s blood alcohol was through the fucking roof and he crashed head-on into a fucking forest. His car went up in flames. All of that can be attributed to the accident.”
Tanner, Gabe and the rest of the guys continue discussing the topic while I do what I can to break into the police records. If I can just find—
A message pops up on my screen.
P1C@SS0M0L3: I hear you have some problems…
My eyes flick to the message, and I read it over several times. It’s from a handle I don’t recognize.
Glancing up at the guys, I consider telling them about the message before I respond but choose against it. They’re already too amped up and this may have nothing to do with Damon.
Instead, I read the message two or three more times before I respond.
L364CYWH1Z: We all have problems. You can hear that shit anywhere. Too bad I don’t know who I am or who you are.
“We need to calm down,” Gabriel argues as the room begins to get loud with multiple voices. “Panicking over this won’t get us anywhere. After Mason gets the Notice of Appearance done, we will run home to get showers, then meet up at the jail.”
