Chapter 6
“Thank you for coming in,” Detective Payne said by way of greeting when he met Kev in the station house waiting area mid Monday morning.
Kev nodded. It wasn’t like I had a choice. When a cop says ‘I want to talk with you’ and tells you when, you obey.
Payne took him down a hallway into a small room that Kev immediately surmised, from the table in the center with a chair on either side, was for interrogations. Payne gestured for him to take a seat, then sat opposite him just as the door opened. Detective Walters entered, going to lean against the wall behind Payne, his arms crossed as he surveyed Kev.
“We have a few questions for you pertaining to Saturday night and the murder of Mr. Hale,” Payne said.
“Ask away,” Kev replied. “I told you everything I remembered, but…” He shr
