If You Knew What I Knew:
Chapter 9

Brian

    “Oh, please no!” I dropped to my knees and let out a sob.  I don’t like crying.  But there was nothing to stop me.  What are you supposed to do when you see your best friend’s body hanging from the rafters in your dressing room.
    I sat like that for a while until I felt a hand on my shoulder.
    “Come on, Bri.” It was Kevin.
    “Why?!” I shouted at him, suddenly mad at everything and everyone.
    “He didn’t hang himself.” Kevin was crying too.  His voice was whiny and was cracking with suppressed sobs.  “He didn’t commit suicide.”
    “What do you mean?!” I stood up and pointed at my friend’s dead body.  “He’s got a rope around his neck!  He’s hanging from the rafters.  And you’re trying to tell me that he didn’t commit suicide?!  I don’t think so!  There’s so much evidence!”  I wanted to look, to get a last look at him, but I couldn’t make myself do it.
    “Brian,” Kevin put his hands gently on my shoulders in his big brother way.  “He was murdered.  Look,” he turned me towards the body and I had to look down.  “There’s blood all down the back of his shirt.  Too much blood.  He was shot.” I finally looked up.  It was true.  Nick was murdered.

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