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Ralph and I finished at the same time, so we were escorted back out of the prison together. We didn’t speak, except to thank the guards, until we were back in the rental car.
“You get anything else out of Jerome?” I asked.
“No. He’s not going to tell us anything his mom won’t tell us. Dumbass. Plus, I think he’s only got eyes for you, now. Whether that’s because he’s infatuated or wants another shot at ripping your throat out, I’m not sure. He’s a hard one to read,” Ralph said.
“You ask him about his dad messing around?”
Ralph snorted. “I think I’ll save that one for the day I want him to attack me. Get anything out of Kevin Moore?”
“I did get a little nugget. He confirmed that Trevor was driving when they picked him up, and it seems that Trevor took it upon himself to drive them
