CHAPTER THIRTY
They wouldn’t let Corrigan out on bail. He was too important and sacred. I agreed, but for different reasons. As we left, we bypassed his parents. They’d been called by another student, a Good Samaritan that would be rewarded when Corrigan hunted him down in thanks.
Harris dropped us off at home and we found Mandy to be true to her word. Everyone was gone except Chet and Tatum. The house was nearly spotless and all three were lounging on the couches, watching television.
Bryce took a beer for me and one for him before he dropped down on the closest empty seat next to Mandy.
I was exhausted, but I still noticed how Mandy tensed.
Mandy may be more mature than the average girl, but she still had the same schoolgirl tendencies for the average crush. Bryce was oblivious and
