Steel's POV
“There has to be some kind of mistake,” I said low and shook my head, as if that somehow would rearrange the letter and a new meaning would come out of it. Despite looking at the evidence right in front of me, I didn’t believe it! But it was her! Cracker was walking away from the courthouse with a pissed-off look on her face, as the newly acquitted pedophile – a Mr. Thomas Larson – was smiling and waving at the cameras.
“It’s all true,” Bunny said, printing out more headlines that he found. Rabbit tore it from the printer, anger seeping off him like sweat. Knives, Ink, and Canvas were all clutching their hands into tight fists, wanting to punch something. Prez carefully read the files that Jones had given me and kept a discreet eye on me while doing it.
I clenched my teeth,
