Chapter 11
Ugon did not respond to my accusation of murder. In fact, he sat perfectly motionless.
“We found a piece of your clothing on Keepe Style’s body.” I held up a small clear plastic evidence pouch.
Ugon reached for the bag. After a quick perusal, he said, “Yes that does look like my clothing.”
We sat in silence for a few more moments. I’d hoped Ugon would feel the need to fill the gap with further comments, but no such luck.
Finally, Jack asked, “Ugon, you confessed to damaging the bowling balls. Why don’t you admit you used a bowling ball to kill the bowler Keepe Style?”
Seeing Ugon put his hands together backwards still unnerved me.
“You are correct. I killed Keepe Style. Now let me return to my people.” He started to stand up.
I shook my head. “You’re not going anywhere.
