I didn’t—” My voice cracked. “I didn’t do anything. I swear to God, I didn’t do anything.”
“I know.” Her voice was absolutely certain, so firm it cracked something open in my chest. “I know you. I know who you are. This is wrong, and we’re going to fight it. Tell me where you are.”
“Grocery store parking lot. I couldn’t—my hands were shaking too much continue reading …