Chp 33 - Best Time To Do That

“Criminal”

“How can he do something like that?”

“Do you see the bloodstains on his clothes? He must have been doing this for so long.”

Adam hardly took note of the whispers of the people in the cars as he wondered what had happened to Jeremy.

“Jere…”

His attempt to take a step towards the boy was hindered by another fist strike to his face.

“Stay away from him, murderer!” the officer who had accused him shouted as he went over to where Jeremy was lying on the hard, dirt-packed ground.

He used the nose of his hard boot to nudge Jeremy.

“Hey, boy! Get up!”

“He has fainted, you bastard!” Adam shouted in frustration.

As he saw the boy lying there, unmoving, all he could remember was Old Larry’s dying face and the promise he had made.

“He needs to get to the hospital! Help him!” Adam shouted agitatedly as he tried to remove his hands from the handcuff.

“And who said you could raise your voice at us, criminal?” Another officer said, with a sneer.

The officer raised his hand to hit Adam aga

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