Chapter 146 Mind Each other’s business

If the cops got their hands on this stuff, Moore would be locked up for years. Why would he trust me with this, knowing how much he cared about Moore? Did he really think I would not turn it over to the police? Idris's gaze was cool as it landed on me, his voice even, betraying no emotion. "I just wanted to help you find the truth." I scrunched my brows, puzzled. What did he mean by finding the truth? Guessing what was going on in someone else's head had never been my thing. It was like trying to read a book with the pages glued shut. So I handed the stuff back to him, keeping my voice steady. "I'm not sure why you gave me these, but thanks. They're no good to me now, though." He looked surprised, a wrinkle forming between his brows. "No good?" I nodded, not really wanting to get into it. "That's old news. Sure, this could land Moore in jail, but..." I met his eyes, pausing for a beat. "But you and I both know that with the way things are, any jail time would get pushed back a y