“Easy, man. Nobody’s suggesting—” “I don’t have the foggiest notion what his crazy confession is! He’s nuts!” Kevin stepped toward them, aware that he’d crossed a line already. “They’re out there screaming bloody murder for Kevin’s confession. Well, I gave them one, didn’t I? I told them I killed someone as a kid. But they want more. They want real blood. They want me to bleed all over their gossip columns! Kevin, the kid killer who brought down Long Beach!” His fingers were trembling. They looked at him in silence. He ran his fingers through his hair. “Man . . .” “Nobody’s screaming bloody
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