Ma leans over and pats him gently on the arm. “Is okay, Nathan, is because you not use to breaking into other people house, ya? Because you such a good boy. But Meddy—” She levels her gaze at me, her eyes narrowing. “Meddy should know better. She seasoned criminal already.” “What?” I cry. Ma holds up her index finger. “Kill Ah Guan, hide his body, lie to police . . .” “Okay, okay, I get it.” “But Nathan, he innocent boy.” Ma smiles at him and pinches his cheek. “Thanks, Ma.” He beams at her. The little suck-up.
