CHAPTER 89

Sutton There are defining moments in each of our lives. Moments that you know no matter what happens afterward, that you will always remember. The smell of Knox’s cop car. The shiny floors of the police station. The sounds of a typewriter somewhere in the next office over. The way that Knox looked at me when he asked, “Are you sure you want to do this?” Not only was I sure, I knew that I had to speak with Forrest. “Yes.” The man wasn’t nearly as large as I had pictured him....