2
At
first, I did not know the severity of Wilbur’s injuries. Maybe he would not get to say anything. Maybe he would die and leave at the mercy of
Granite and Pelley.
He
did not die. At least, not at this
time. To my surprise, not only did he
state that it was Mark Granite that had slashed him, but that he had overheard
Mark confessing to the murder of Lisa Carlton.
Mr.
Tate was not happy, but he had little choice.
His chief student ally had been exposed as a killer, and he knew he
could not cover it up. There would at
least have to be a trial.
Another
trial. I didn’t think I could get through
that again. But Doctor Duncan, as I
learned the hard way, the Trap always challenged what you could or couldn’t do,
always pushing the threshold of what you thought you could survive.
Wilbur
Jones was arrogant and conceited. He
thought very highly of himself and very little of me. But Wilbur was also a stickler for rules and
authority. He could not abide what Mark
had done.
So,
this trial had something the other did not – a clear and credible witness, one not
shaken by the threats of Mark and his supposed allies.
No comments:
Post a Comment