“We didn’t do it,” he said immediately. “Do it?” T.J. said. “Kill him. K and I didn’t do it.” T.J. held his hands up in front of him. “Hold up. No one said anything about—” “It was murder,” Meg said. She was surprised how calm she sounded. T.J. looked at her sidelong. “Are you sure?” Meg nodded. “Positive.” “See?” Kumiko said. T.J. continued to look at her like he wasn’t totally convinced. “How can you be sure?” “How can you not be sure?” Kumiko said. T.J. paused, then nodded his head, finally giving in to the fact that all three deaths on the island had been intentional. “Exactly,” Kumiko said. “There’s a killer in the house. We need to get the hell out of here.” Gunner stroked her arm. “I’m sure the guys will find a phone.” Kumiko turned on him. “Really? What if one of them is the killer? What if both of them are the killer?” “Hold on,” T.J. said. “We can figure this out. We just need to think.” He was right.
