“If you feel Faye drugged you then that’s a very serious accusation.”
“I know she did.”
“If so then there is definitely no excusing her actions. Do you have any kind of proof?”
He scratched through his head. “Of course not but I know in my heart that she did it.”
“Despite what happened between you and Faye, this makes you look horrible regarding Brett’s murder.” She sighed. “You might need to get your lawyer prepared in case—”
“I didn’t kill him. I was having dinner at the Tate Valley Café last night until about nine-thirty and then I went home. You can talk to my neighbor. I’m sure she saw my car. Do you believe me?”
She contemplated his question. Nineteen years ago she’d jump up and down in his defense but how well did she still know Kevin Reed? She hadn’t been back that long and e
