Chapter 18
Kane looked at the shivering man up and down. His eyes were red and puffy and he looked like he had just finished crying. At that point, he knew he meant no harm. As the drawings all flashed back to his mind, he knew right then and there, Clarke was not a suspect. He was a victim.
“Clarke, I know you mean well. I can see it in your eyes. All you have to do is tell me what the f**k is going on and I swear, I will never bother you again. You will not hear from me. You will not see me again.” Kane said, trying his best to be audible in the midst of the pouring rain. Above them, the sky roared furiously as heavy drops of rain pelted the two men.
“What are you talking about?” Clarke yelled.
“I think you know what I mean!” Kane said. In the dark, he could see Clarke tilting his he
