Chapter 7HateFinnPresentI was at the station, in a small room with a metal table and a couple chairs. The deputy’s gaze stayed on me. He was red-eyed and caffeinated. It was as if he thought his unwavering stare would launch me into some full confession. It just confused me.
He leaned in closer. “A guy like Tommy Walker moves here from the city, and he’s a little more streetwise than you. It’s normal you want to impress him.” His words poured over my face, reeking of coffee and cigarettes. “Is that how it was?”
“Not really.”
“From what I hear, you got knocked around at home and didn’t have too many friends. Is that why you’re lying for him?”
“I ain’t lying.”
“I noticed Tommy seems awfully cozy with the blond girl. Doesn’t it bother you that you didn’t get the girl?
He had my head pou
