The second Warren saw them, his whole body jerked. His face went from red to gray. His lips twitched twice.
“Look at it yourselves. I’m done.”
He shoved the phone into the nearest cop’s hand and backed away.
I grabbed his sleeve.
“You just said you’d delete it. Now it’s ‘I’m done’?”
He tried to shake me off. Couldn’t.
“What are you so afraid of her for?”
“I’m not afraid.”
“Then look at me and say it.”
Warren’s eyes darted. Diane. Then the cops.
“I just want everybody to settle down.”
“What does deleting the video have to do with settling down? You promised me you’d delete it. Why’d you hand it off the second you saw a cop?”
His mouth opened. Nothing came out.
The cuff in my hand was soaked through. All sweat.
“You’re scared Diane’ll turn on you for butting in. Right?”
