“You two are buddies now?” “Brothers actually. Because I’m trying to expose the corruption in the police department.” “Ah.” As they drove away, she gave the trailer one last glance and shuddered with revulsion. “He gave me the creeps.” Tongue in cheek, Raley said, “He spoke highly of you.” “He said something about me? What?” “You don’t want to know. But he also recognized you as the TV gal gone missing.” Her surprise must have shown. Raley added, “I didn’t think he knew you, either, but we don’t have to worry about him blowing the whistle. He made it clear he hates cops.” “And everybody else. I found myself feeling sorry for Cleveland Jones.” “He raped a twelve-year-old.” “I know, I know, but…He was baptized in hatred. It sounds like he never knew a single day of love or nurturing, not in his whole short life.”
