I sit up. She’ll come to me for supplies, necessities, clarification, the essentials… but it’s rare that she’ll ask me for a personalfavor. “Shoot.”
“Exactly that.” Her eyes meet mine, even in the dark. “Shoot. When you find Greg Everett, when you bring him in to clean upthis whole mess… shoot that motherfucker right between the eyes.”
I was already planning on it, but I bite anyway. “Tell me.”
“They knew.” She pours herself a shot to the brim and tosses it back. “Her teachers, the school nurse… they all knew. Severaltried to file a report, but they were dismissed because the case files went straight to LVPD at the same time Child Protective
Services received them. Her fourth grade teacher nearly lost her job because Everett tried swinging the accusations backagainst h
