"Third one," I say, my eyes meeting up with his. "And all suspected murders."
"Murders?" he says with a laugh. "Only Kristen's death was a murder."
"Andrea was murdered," I say matter of factly. "They just haven't found out who did it."
It's bold to say that, especially when his son is a suspect, but I don't care. If Braden did it, I want to know, and I want Brock to tell me. After hearing him talk to Braden just now, I'm thinking Braden's not as innocent as he claims. What did Brock mean when he said Braden fucked up with Andrea? Was he referring to how Braden responded to the police or did he mean Braden killed her and did a crappy job covering it up?
Brock leans across the desk, looking me in the eye. "What did I tell you regarding Braden and the girl?"
"That he didn't do it." I sit back in my chair. "But I'm not sure I believe you."
"You'll believe what I tell you to believe. And I'm telling you that Braden had nothing to do with it. The girl was drunk and fell over the railing. It was a tragic accident."
"Where did it happen?"
"A few miles from here." He straightens up, folding his hands and resting them on the desk. "It was a beach house similar to mine, backing up to a rocky cliff."
"Whose house was it?" I ask, wondering why I've never asked these questions before. I've thought them, just never asked them.
"It belonged to a man who owns an investment firm in LA. His sons went to Twisted Pine. Their parents weren't home at the time."
"The sons went to Twisted Pine? Why'd they leave?"
"After what happened, their parents decided to move. They sold the house and now live in Calabasas, I believe." He picks up a pen and taps it on the desk. "We're not here to talk about that. I want to ask about Jackson Novak and your involvement with him."
"I already told you. We were friends and then started dating."
"And you did this behind my back."
"Why would you care who I'm dating?"
"You know very well the answer to that." He cocks his head. "What was your involvement with Kristen?"
"I didn't like her but I didn't kill her. And neither did Jackson."
"How would you know? You just met the boy. You know he's being looked at in regards to Andrea's death."
"Yeah, but I know he didn't do it."
"And yet you believe Braden was involved. Your own cousin."
"Braden has a bad temper. I could see him losing control. I'm not saying he did it on purpose. He might've just got mad and pushed her so hard she fell."
Brock taps his pen on the desk. "It's disappointing you think so poorly of your own family. I know you and Braden don't always get along but I would think you could at least be on his side in this matter."
"I don't take the side of a murderer," I say, staring back at Brock.
He pauses. "You might want to reconsider your story regarding Braden, should the police question you about it."
"Why would they question me? I wasn't even there."
"Perhaps Braden confided in you. Told you something he hasn't told anyone else."
"He didn't tell me anything."
"I'm simply giving you a reason for why you might be questioned. My point is, your answers could affect your fate."
"I know that. I'm not stupid. But I'm not going to lie to the cops."
