I think about how to say it delicately. “Let’s just say he used his brains for the wrong reasons.” Jessie Davis is actually a highly intelligent man. I got my love for chemistry from him. We are both impeccable when it comes to working out equations, and he taught me everything I know. Except right from wrong. That, he wasn’t so good at. “What do you mean?” Ally turns to me. I nibble on my lip. I have no idea how to dig myself out of the hole. “He’s a convicted felon,” I blurt. “Makes meth for a living.” Silence fills the car, all except Taylor Swift singing about being a vigilante, which is
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