“I’m sorry. I know he was your friend.” He’d barely slept the last few nights, tossing and turning alone in his bed, his mind a jumbled blur. He didn’t want to believe that Julian was capable of such things, even with the evidence of Chief Briggs’ corpse staring him in the face. You know it’s true, a voice whispered inside his head. Julian had shot Billy Carter in cold blood. He had killed Nickel Carter at Crossway Church before the man could out him. Julian had claimed self-defense, but Nickel had recognized Julian—Noah realized that, now. The truth was, he didn’t want to talk about it. He
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