“Are you still a little woozy from the shot or just slow in the head? Who else would I be talking about?” “What does he have to do with this?” “Your asshole father killed my brother.” Derrick squinted in disbelief. “What are you talking about?” “My brother, Ron. Your dad killed him and then burned his business down to cover it up. People thought it was a suicide.” The kid just sat there with a blank look on his face. “You got a dial tone in your noggin or what?” “When?”
