houses to break into. Itâs the same thing.â
âNo, it isnât,â she said. âIt isnât the same thing at all.â
I couldnât believe it. She had just as good as admitted that she was involved. Maybe she wasnât breaking into those houses, but she was working with the thieves. She was telling them where to go.
I backed away from her.
âIâm going to the cops,â I said. âYoucan come with me or not, itâs your choice. But Iâm going to tell them whatâs going on.â
She snapped her fingers.
The German shepherd went still. His ears stood straight up. His tail didnât move. He growled at me. She had told me that Cody was a guard dog. Was he also an attack dog?
âIf you go to the cops, Iâll tell them you were in on it with me,â she said.
âYou know thatâs not true.â
âI know it now,â she said. âBut you said it yourself. The cops already suspect you. That woman knows you overheard her. Iâll tell the cops you told me what you heard. And youâre always there, first thing, getting rid of the marks, getting rid of the evidence. If that doesnât make it look like youâre involved, I donât know what does.â
I couldnât believe what was happening. She could make big trouble for me. I reminded myselfâ
again
âthat I hadnât done anything wrong.
I turned to leave.
I heard her fingers snap again. Cody growled at me. Then he lunged in front of me, blocking my way.
âI donât want to mess you up,â she said. âBut Iâm not kidding. If you go to the cops, Iâll make sure you end up in trouble too. Thatâs a promise.â
I turned slowly.
âWhy are you doing this?â I said.
She bit her lip. Finally she said, âItâs my brother.â
chapter twelve
âYour brother is a thief?â I said.
Her eyes flashed again. I think she wanted to punch me, even though she was a girl and I was a lot bigger than her.
âMy brother made a mistake, thatâs all,â she said. âHe did something stupidâhe trusted the wrong person. Now heâs in prison.â
âI thought he was in the hospital.â
âHeâs in a prison hospital,â she said, her voice bitter. âMy brother isnât tough. Heisnât bad. Heâs gentle. He wanted to be a social worker, only now heâs in prison. Itâs awful in there, especially if youâre like my brother. There are guys in there that bully you. They wonât leave you alone unless you pay themâand my brother doesnât have any money.â
âIs that what this is all about?â I said. âYouâre stealing stuff so that your brother wonât get bullied?â
â
Iâm
not stealing anything,â she said again.
âBut youâre helping them.â
âI wanted to stop. I told my brother I wasnât going to do it anymore. Thatâs when they beat him up.â
Oh.
âIs that why heâs in the hospital?â
She nodded. âIf I go to the cops, theyâll hurt him.â
âIf you go to the cops and tell them whatâs going on, theyâll protect him.â
She was shaking her head before I finished talking.
âTheyâll blame my brother. Theyâll say heâs the one behind it.â
âBut you just saidââ
âYou donât get it,â she said. âHeâs the one who told me what to do.â
âYour brother?â
âI only ever spoke to him. He told me what they wanted me to do. He said if I went to the cops, they would say he was calling the shots. Heâll never get out of prison.â
âSo you find places and you leave those marks to tell them which house.â
She nodded.
âBut there are so many streets,â I said. âWhat do they do, drive around the neighborhood looking for marks?â
âI leave a sign
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