Conrad's POV
Avery was getting a bandage put on her arm after they stitched it up. I wanted to be mad at her for letting him come in there while she was alone, but I understood that it was business. I want to say I'm shocked that she punched him or that she stabbed him, but I'm really not. Now I needed Barrette's help. We still haven't spoken to the police, but I know that they are expecting us to go down there as soon as she is done here.
"What's up?" I heard him ask in his high-pitched voice, which told me he had been playing with Emerson.
"I need your help."
"Is everything OK?"
"No. Can you meet me at the police station in like twenty minutes?"
"Again? What in the hell did you do this time?"
"Nothing. It's Avery. She was attacked, but technically she threw the first punc
