Thirteen
“He looked me right in the eyes and swore he had nothing to do with Rogers’s death,” Aaron said, leaning against the kitchen counter in his parents’ house. He folded his arms across his chest and stared blankly out the window overlooking the front yard. “He even brought up that he’d been at work—something he knew I’ve already verified—when Rogers was shot. And when I asked him about shooting the cows and about Cochran saying he’d mentioned Rogers more than a few times, he just… shrugged. Said Cochran was probably trying to shove his crimes off on him because Cochran knows I’m looking for ‘any excuse’ to bring Zach in. Those were his words.”
Jeremiah pressed his mouth into a flat line. “He’s playing games with you.”
“No s**t, Jere.”
He glanced sharply at Jeremiah as soon as he
