Chapter 51 Chapter Fifty One

• The next question cut through the buzz like a knife. Max's voice was steady, but every word landed hard. “Did you have a hand in blindfolding Mr. Pointus?” he asked.
• For a moment the world stopped. The flashes of the cameras seemed louder, and even the wind held its breath. Jeremiah’s face changed. I could feel it — a tiny tremor in the way his jaw worked, the shallow quickening of his breath.
• My heart beat in my ears. I wanted him to break. I wanted him to say something—anything—that would make me feel the flood of satisfaction that had been building inside me for months.