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Chapter 18 – Twofer Monday afternoon, June 2nd, 2014 Shane Harding was in an interrogation room interviewing Michael Peng privately. He’d picked him up after his shift at The Hive as he was peddling his bike toward home. Why can’t everything be that easy? I watched through the one way glass and listened as he worked on the boy’s conscience. Even after assurances that he wasn’t under arrest, Peng looked scared. He didn’t know that Shane was a pussycat at heart and I wasn’t about to step in and give him any sort of hope of squirming out of telling us anything this time that could be helpful to our case. Holly ducked her head into the room. “Sheriff, Commissioner Bell is on line one.” “Crap!” Holly gave me a funny look. “Would you like me to tell him that you’re with a witness?” “Naw,