CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
“Rochelle, listen,” I said, as calmly as I could under the circumstances. “All I want is to help Tina.”
“She was wit’ me all night, okay?” she said, waving the razor in my line of sight. I kept it in view, prepared to duck if she lashed out. “Don’t matter ’zactly where or what we was doing. She was wit’ me.”
I tried to swallow and could not. While my mouth was bone dry, my armpits were soaked. “I want to believe that, Rochelle. But the cops may think you’re lying to protect her.
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