Chapter Eleven
Trevor sat in the green chair at the table in the investigation room. He held his head in his hands. His forehead was wet with beads of sweat. The investigator had intentionally left him alone in the room. The anxiety was driving Trevor mad. Fifteen minutes seemed like an eternity. His so-called friends were not around to bail him out this time. He was on his own.
“Where is he?” the investigator pounded his fist on the table. Now the door to the investigation room was closed as the interview began.
“I don't know!” Trevor responded with panic in his voice.
“You two must have made some sort of contact while you were in the hospital! Or did your buddy leave you to suffer alone?” the investigator asked as he worked his angle. The investigator intended to persuade Trevor to s
