The judge banged his gavel, the sound echoing through the hollow chamber. "The court finds Crow Lincoln guilty of manufacturing and intent to distribute a controlled substance. On the second count of first-degree murder, the court finds Crow Lincoln guilty."
The air was sucked out of the room, and my heart shattered into a million pieces. Mel's grip on my hand tightened until it was almost painful, but I didn't pull away. We had to be strong, for Crow, for the gang, for each other
"No," Mel cried, her eyes brimming with unshed tears. "We have to find a way to beat these charges."
Pulling Mel into my arms, I hugged her tight. "We will. Someway. Somehow," I whispered, praying my words were true.
The days that followed were a whirlwind of frustration and fear as we did everything we coul
