Chapter 22
"She's got a gun!" Stuart cried as other officers started flowing in through the trees. I leaned into my knees to keep Charlotte pinned down, but I raised both my hands as a dozen men surrounded me with their own guns aimed at me.
"She took it from one of you," I said. "She shot me."
Stuart looked skeptical, but he was standing on the right side of me. McConnell on my left grimaced.
"Get off her!" Stuart commanded.
"Don't let her get away," I said. "She's the killer."
"She's just a kid," one of the other officers said.
"Get up!" Stuart said again.
"If she runs, she'll disappear," I said. "She knows this house better than any of you."
"Pull her off the girl," Stuart said. Two of the officers holstered their weapons then took hold of my arms, pulling me back off of Charlo
