are. We tried to save him. Brad and I. We tried to stop the bleeding in his neck, but we couldnât.â
âThereâs an eyewitness, Nicki.â
âThere canât be! Oh, wait. That old man? He didnât walk out till way after the shooting. He saw us trying to help, and then pointed a gun at us. Thatâs when we ran.â
Carter felt the air escaping from his lungs. This sounded like a very well-rehearsed alibi, one heâd love to buy, but his bullshit-o-meter was pinging. âNicki, youâre not making any sense. If you didnât do anything, why would you run away?â He heard himself cross-examining her and he hated himself for it. âLook, none of that mattersââ
âIt does matter, Daddy. We didnât do anything. They think we did.â
âItâs not his first time, Nicki.â There. He put it right out there for her to see. âHeâs committed this same crime before.â
âHe only drove the car before. He never shot anybody. Heâs never killed anybody .â
Carter couldnât believe what he was hearing. âYou know about his record? You know about the robbery and his escape from prison, and youâre still with him?â
âI love him, Daddy.â
Carter was ready to do battle. She did not love him. She was seventeen years old. She wouldnât know what love was if it hit her with a rock.
But he restrained himself. This was neither the time nor the place. âI know you do,â he said. The words tasted like sour milk. âAnd I know that youâre trying to run away from the life you think is awful, but honey, you canât do it this way. Itâs too dangerous. Every moment youâre on the run makes it that much more difficult to prove your innocence.â
âThere was supposed to be a video,â Nicki said. âThere are cameras all over the store, and we thought that the video would show that we didnât do anything but try to help.â
âYou thought wrong, Nicki. The cameras are there, but the man who owns the place has a drinking problem. He forgot to load the machines with videotape. Which to me is a good thing under the circumstances, because he swears that he saw your friend Brad shoot the clerk.â
âThatâs a lie!â He could tell that Nicki was in a place where she could be overheard by the way she dialed down her tone. âHe couldnât have seen that.â
Carter was growing impatient. âNicki, heâs an eyewitness. He knows what he saw.â
âThatâs just the point,â Nicki said. âEven if weâd done the shootingâwhich we didnâtâhe couldnât have seen it because he wasnât there. He was in the back room. He didnât come out until Brad and I were on the floor behind the counter trying to help Chas.â
Carter drummed his fingers on the steering wheel. He was beginning to see an early ray of light here. âMaybe he saw it on the monitor in the back,â he offered, testing the strength of Nickiâs argument.
âThen why did he stay back so long? Why didnât he come out shooting earlier?â
âMaybe he was frightened.â
âThen why did he come out at all? Why didnât he wait till we were gone? Or call the police from back in the back room? Come on, Daddy, that doesnât make sense.â
Carter started to say something, but stopped. She asked a very good question, one that was not adequately answered by what old Ben Maestri was saying. âBut why would he lie?â he wondered aloud.
âWhy would I?â Nicki responded. The question knocked him off balance. It was perhaps the most important question of all, and it hadnât even passed through his head. âIâm not a murderer, Daddy.â
âI know thatââ
âAnd I wouldnât stay with someone who is. You have to know that.â
Up ahead, through the rain, Carter
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