Darius held Melanie’s hand as they drove. He smiled as he felt her rubbing her thumb across the back of his. He glanced at her to see her chewing on her lower lip, which meant she was thinking about something.
“Is there anything I can help you with?” Darius asked her.
“Not this time. I am thinking of what I want to do to that man’s family. I can’t imagine knowingly doing something that would hurt Zach and then letting him take the blame for my actions. That is what happened to Travis. His brother was driving, his cousin was in the front seat, and Travis was in the back without a seatbelt. He begged them to stop and let him out, and they wouldn’t. Then, when the accident happened, they claimed he was driving, so they would not be punished.”
“That is horrible,” Darius scowled.
“It is, an
