Chapter Seventeen
“I can’t go around making crimes go away,” Marcus said, sitting on the small single bed at the guest house in Ely, untying his boots. “I actually have to uphold the law. What you’re asking is something I can’t do.” He pulled off his boots and dumped them on the dated hardwood floor, then untucked his dark shirt with a beer logo on it from the waistband of his jeans.
“The kid isn’t asking you to make a crime go away,” Luke said. “He’s asking you to do something so his girl isn’t railroaded again. This kind of thing seems to happen in our family, and you well know how the situation could get twisted so Cassie suddenly finds herself cuffed and behind bars again. We just witnessed a miracle, but if the police come knocking a second time, she won’t be so lucky.”
Brady dragg
