The police had come back to the hotel to question Malachi about the dead headless body in our house, never mind the fact that it was covered in bullet holes.“Officer, I’ve already told you. I wasn’t there, I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Malachi’s face remained impassive and Carl and Frank had already written statements supporting Malachi’s story.“Why would anyone want to destroy your house?” Officer Michaels looked at Malachi through narrowed eyes and I could see the suspicion as he looked at us.“Probably for the same reason that they blew up the warehouse,” Malachi said and kept to his story, no matter how many times the officer tried to ask it differently.“Where were you, Kiran?” The officer turned his attention to me.“I was here at the hotel, getting extra blankets for our hiking trip,” I replied innocently. It wasn’t the truth but there was nothing else I could tell him. I could see that they weren’t entirely satisfied but that was as far as they would get into th
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