"To you, specifically?"

"When we came for tutoring, yeah," said Quinn Glover.

"How'd the topic of Martin Mendoza come up?"

"He was leaving and we were coming in, we said, 'You tutor him?' 'Cause she was expensive, you know, and the dude didn't have money. She said, 'Unfortunately. Apparently my job description includes those people.' Or something like that. Sir."

"Which you took to mean?"

"She didn't like Mexicans."

"What'd you say to that?"

"Nothing," said the boy.

"But you thought of it later, when you and T decided to blame the murders on Martin."

"T's idea."

"What'd you do with Franck's body?"

"Wiped it off with some rags from the Jag, then put him back in the Jag."

"Then what?"

"You know."

"I know what?"

"You saw him, sir. What T did."

"T cut him up."

"Yes, sir."

"But the place you did it was your father's workshop, Quinn. All those tools he keeps back of your property for his woodworking."

"He makes birdhouses." Muttering.

"What's that, Quinn?"

"Nothing."

"What'd you just say, son?"

"Lame. Making those stupid birdcages."

"What use would a chain saw be for making birdcages?"

"That's for the trees," said Quinn Glover. "We have some land in Washington, lots of trees, he likes to run around with the chain saw and saw them down. Says it's his release. Then he turns them into birdcages."

"Guess your dad will need a new chain saw."

"Guess so."

Neal looked up. "Is this going to take a whole lot longer?"

Milo ignored him. "Back to something you just said, Quinn. When you saw Martin Mendoza. 'We were coming in for tutoring.' Are you telling me you and T had joint tutoring sessions with Ms. Freeman? 'Cause the records recovered from the laptop we found in T's bedroom at home don't back that up. Same for Mr. Fidella's computer recovered from your room--he had copies of all Ms. Freeman's files."

Quinn Glover licked his lips.

Milo said, "You had individual sessions."

"Yes, sir."

"So maybe it was you who had that conversation with Ms. Freeman about Martin, not both of you."

The lawyer said, "Don't answer that."

We stood again.

"Oh, c'mon, Lieutenant. You need to balance what he's given you with what he hasn't."

"I need to?" said Milo.

"You know what I mean, Lieutenant."

"You're a lawyer, Mr. Neal. That means no one--including yourself--knows what you mean. Bye."

"This is inappropriate and... impetuous!"

"There you go," said Milo. "Two SAT words for the price of one."

As details of the cheating scandal hit the national news, the Educational Testing Service announced a comprehensive review of all exams administered to Windsor Prep students over the past five years.