Chapter 13

The men smiled at each other. "She did mention she thought you were a dirtbag, but your assailant had a gun."

TJ's head was hurting badly. Who had a gun and wanted him dead? The list of suspects wasn't zero, but it still didn't make sense to him. He closed his eyes. "It had to be the bitch's brother! H-he threatened me!"

One of the detectives snorted. "We read the police report and saw him in person. He'd just been hit by a car and was heavily medicated, unconscious at the time. So nice try, but it couldn't have been him. The extent of your injuries and the bruising on your throat also show it couldn't have been Ms. Marin, so this means your assailant is still out there. Luckily, you will not be out there for him to try again. With your priors and the weapon we confiscated, you won't be out there for years."

"Unless you'd like to start talking and give up your source," the other detective said with a smile.

TJ looked at them with a sick expression. If he talk