Chapter 14
SEATTLE (Monday, Dec. 2, 2012, 8 a.m.) — Nick Rodriguez replayed a tape of Mac’s jail cell entrance. “Well?” Rodriguez said to the man standing next to him. “That look like a nice innocent kid to you?”
“Cut the s**t, Rodriguez,” Stan Warren said. “We both know the last time Mackensie Davis was innocent he was in diapers.” He paused reflectively. “I might not even bet on that.”
Rodriguez snorted. “He tried to kill a cop,” he said stubbornly.
Warren shook his head. “He’s being framed,” he said with certainty. “Do you really think the man you just saw dominate a jail cell in less than two minutes would toss a weapon with his prints still on it? Where you would find it?”
Rodriguez shrugged, half-agreeing. “You’re seeing him as a reporter. We’ve reason to believe that he hit Don
