Chapter 49: Rose

Susan, Mallory, and I spent the night before the trial at the Graycorts. Somehow we had managed to talk their parents into letting all eight of us sleep in their TV room. Rayan even pointed out that there wasn’t a need for condoms if two twelve year olds were in the room. Nobody would do anything too risque. It had earned him an eye roll from his mom, and a head slap from his dad.

It was around ten at night when the doorbell rang. Rayan was the one to answer it. 

“Can I help you, officers?” his voice filtered in from the front door.

A gruff masculine voice answered. “Is this the residence of one Kimia Graycort?” I looked at Kimia, and she looked confused.

“Is this about tomor