CHAPTER 27. THE TRIP
RYDER
“Who did this, goddammit?!“ I grunted harshly, holding the newspaper in a crushing grip as I read all the printed lies. “This is fabricated,“
“So you didn't kill him?“
“I fucking did. But–“
“I can't believe you killed him, Ryder!“ Jason cut me off with his cry of despair.
“Best...