The Gentlemen's Hour

70

The jailer brings Corey into the room.

The kid looks thin in the baggy orange jumpsuit, but the fact is that he probably has been losing weight on the awful jail food. He plops down in the chair across from Boone and stares down at the metal table.

“Hi,” Boone says. “I have a few more questions for you.”

“I have nothing to say.”

Great, Boone thinks. We’re back to that.

“First question,” Boone says. “You didn’t throw that punch, did you?”

Corey looks up.