Because if I let myself believe Will would do that, hollow out desperate men for money and a betting edge, then the one person in this town who ever took me in without asking what I was becomes just another predator, and I am alone again, completely, the way I've been alone since the night I broke Josh and my own father looked at me like something that should be put down.
I don't want to be alone again. That's the shameful small truth under all of it. I would rather Will be innocent than be right, because if Will is innocent then I still have one person, and if Will is guilty then I have no one, except a human girl I can never allow myself to keep.
But Anna doesn't lie. That's the other thing I know, bone deep, after these weeks. She's the most relentlessly honest person I've ever met, h
