CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Ashley peered through the one-way glass into the Laurel County Sheriff’s Department’s sole interrogation room. Clay Grimes slouched in a metal chair next to a dingy white table, unaware that her eyes were focused on him. He’d been booked and charged with assaulting Ashley at the campground. The charge was only a misdemeanor, but it was enough to hold him, at least for a short time.
The sheriff seemed convinced that the d**g dealer was responsible for Sarah’s murder. And the hint from Ashley that their classmate may have owed Clay money had definitely rattled him. Still, there was no hard evidence to implicate the man in the crime. But if Clay was innocent, why did he run?
Daniel pushed through the door of the observation room.
“You ready?” he asked.
The nervous energy
