Chapter 23

The traffic we were trying to avoid catches up with us as yellow buses ferrying school kids line up in traffic. We manage to get the police station two hours later, instead of thirty minutes. I am nervous, what if that blood belonged to Ryan's mother? Is that evident enough that I killed her? Will I go to jail? I keep shaking my leg anxiously, an act that bothers Andre. He gently places his hand on my knee to stop it. "It will be fine." He assures. "What if..." He stops me, "....I will use all the money my family and I have to keep you away from the jail." I can see the sincerity in his eyes and at that point I realise as long as I have Andre in my life, all is well. I want to yell, 'suck on that Quinn.' Andre is trustworthy. Time and again he has proven that. After all, what does he have to gain by my fall? Or better yet what will he gain if I succeed? Nothing! Absolutely nothing. Therefore his intentions are not in anyway fuel