Supercop Sean Devine has just informed me of the arrest of two boys; a couple'a punks with hockey sticks and a missing gun. One of 'em was Just Ray Harris' kid, the mute one. That part isn't all that surprising, given what I know about Ray Sr. and his bitch of a wife. I don't know the other, but from what Sean said about the catch, he's a crazy little fucker. They're both somethin' close to early-teens; old enough to handle a gun. Old enough to chase down a drunk and injured 19-year-old girl through the park. Old enough to beat the shit out of her before lodging a pill in her head. Old enough to know how to keep their heads down with cops swarming all over the place. Young enough to hardly leave a single trace in the wet grass.
Dave Boyle never killed my Katie. She was taken out by a pair of featherweight sociopaths in sneakers.
Oh God, what the fuck am I gonna tell my family?
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