CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
My heart raced. “Tina! Where are you?”
“I . . . I’m all right. I jus’ wanted to talk to you. What’s going to happen to me?”
I didn’t know, so I changed the subject. “Tina, we need to talk about the night your mother died,” I said. “You were at a party that night, not at Rochelle’s.”
She paused long enough for me to know I’d taken her by surprise. “Who tole’ you that?”
“It doesn’t matter. The point is, you had an alibi, and you didn’t say anything.”
“But I was wit’ Rochelle, jus’ like I said. I jus’ didn’t wanna get my friends in trouble. I didn’t wanna get Greg in trouble neither. This was their thing, and I didn’t wanna stir nothin’ up, you see what I’m sayin’?”
“You mean, it was part of the gang’s thing and you didn’t want to tell on them.”
“Well . . . yeah
