“Prison life hasn’t been so bad. Not what you wanted to hear, I bet. What are you doing here?”

“I’ve set you on the straight and narrow path, Joey. I hear you met Jesus.”

“Yeah. So? I’m attending a Bible study.” He suddenly stared at his hands, and his expression softened. “Okay, yeah. I’m doing okay. I guess maybe I do owe you for that.”

“I’m glad I could help.” Terra paced herself.

“You haven’t explained what you’re doing here.”

Here goes nothing. Or everything. Her palms grew moist. “I’ve come to ask for your help.”

“Help from me? You’ve already taken down my whole organization. I’ve got nothing to offer you.”

How much should she share? If it meant preventing another murder, then she would be up-front. “Joey, two people have been murdered.”

His eyes shot to hers, then to Jack, who shifted in the corner. “What? And you think I know something about that? Well, you’re wrong. I don’t know anything.”

“And even if I did, I wouldn’t tell you.”

Terra saw that thought in his expression, but she pressed on. “Maybe not, but you know names. You know someone is still out there. Someone we didn’t get.”

Joey stood and the chair fell back. He moved to the exit and raised his fist to pound on the door.

“I’m going to see your mother next.” Terra hadn’t wanted to pull that card so soon, if at all.

He held his fist in the air but didn’t knock on the door. Then he dropped it.

Joey returned to the table and sat. He hung his head, then lifted his pubescent-looking face and leaned closer as if he would whisper a secret.

“I’m out of here in a few months. I’m doing my time. I’m changing my ways. I don’t need you messing up my home for me. I don’t want to go home to find my mother still angry at me, or mad over whatever you think you’re gonna tell her. Remember, she has a heart condition. This whole thing almost killed her. That’s on me. I admit, that’s on me, but it would have been fine if you hadn’t interfered.”

Shame washed through Terra. “I know. I understand. Please . . . I would not have come to you if I wasn’t desperate. I don’t want anyone else to die. Your crimes never amounted to murder, Joey, so if you know something, you need to share that information. You don’t want to be an accessory to that.”

“Is that a threat? Because I can’t tell you anything yet. I need more, like why did you come to me with this?”

Terra leaned in too. She and Joey were close. Jack sat down in the chair next to her, a show of intimidation and protection.