Zachary's Confession

JAMES POV

Zachary was nervous. Too nervous. He was going to blow it and we knew it. I sighed.

“Gag him,” I gave the order to the guard and then gestured that Zach sit next to Bryon on the couch. I took out the phone we got from Dale’s body and handed it to Toby. We knew that this would be a possibility, but we were hoping that we wouldn’t have to do it.

Danny had dealt with Dale, and we were counting on the fact that Danny probably didn’t know Zach’s voice well. I kept him in the office just in case Danny asked a question we didn’t know the answer to. I could do my little trick, peek into Zach’s mind, and figure it out.

Toby called. Danny answered after the second ring.

“I know this isn’t Dale. He’s never prompt.”

“Yeah. It’s Zach. Brad killed Dale. Got mad about something and next thing I know Dale’s bleeding out. What the hell, man? I didn’t sign up for this.” Oh, Toby was good. A little bit of fear and a little bit of resentment. Perfect.

“What did you do with the