Chapter 21
Eli remained in his room until late in the evening, watching bad TV shows and generally sulking. He kept veering between hurt, angry, and guilty. He had exploded so quickly he’d never given Rob the chance to give his side of the story, and Rob had denied it, but then…but then, he had a history—a long one—and of course he’d deny it in front of the cops, he wasn’t stupid.
In truth, Eli knew he’d jumped the gun there. He knew Rob would be angry about it. But, f**k, if Rob had been burgling again…
Eli didn’t know what he was going to do if Rob had started burgling again. Was that how he’d gotten Eli’s Christmas money? Eli could handle the weed-dealing and the nicked wallets. That wasn’t, you know, invading other people’s homes and spaces. Burglary…you couldn’t know who lived in a
