the crap,â he told them. âI checked your beds and they havenât been slept in. Why didnât you answer your phones? Your parents are beside themselves with worry.â
âAh shit.â Jaxon kicked the cracked pavement.
Brad sighed. âWe decided to camp the night in the bush. We were out of network range. Thatâs all. We wanted to get back to nature.â
Jaxon nodded enthusiastically.
Drew pressed the heel of his hand against his forehead and swallowed a string of curse words. He decided to ignore the fact these boys had a law-imposed curfew and werenât supposed to see each other except at school or under his supervision until theyâd served out all their community service. âAnd you didnât smell the smoke in town?â he asked instead.
âWhat smoke?â they both asked.
Drew had interviewed thousands of people in the course of his career and had learnt to recognise true shock. These boys had no idea what he was talking about.
He shook his head. âNever mind the smoke. Howâd you get so far out that you didnât smell it?â
The boys looked at each other as if trying to subliminally make sure their stories matched.
âI said cut the crap, guys. Iâve been awake for twenty-four hours and Iâm not in the mood. And you need to trust that Iâm on your side. Whatever you did last night it sure as hell canât be as bad as what youâre being framed for.â
âWhat the hell are you talking about?â Jaxon asked, the flicker in the muscles of his neck telling Drew he was starting to freak.
âJust tell me the truth.â
âWe kinda borrowed Jaxonâs sisterâs car and went for a drive to this ghost town a little while away. Lisaâs away on a cruise with her new man and she never needs to know,â Brad admitted.
Drew clenched his fists. He could feel his blood pressure rising. âYeah, she does. And youâll have to tell me exactly where you drove, what time, anyone else you were with, everything.â
âWhy?â Jaxon folded his arms across his chest and lifted his chin.
âBecause The Ag Store burned down last night and you two are our prime suspects.â
The boys were speechless for the first time since Drew had met them. They werenât stupid and it was clear they understood the enormity of the crime. It felt wrong to be reading them the riot act but he had to follow the sergeantâs directive.
He took a deep breath. âJaxon Bird and Brad McDonald, Iâm arresting you on suspicion of arson. You are not obliged to say anything unless you wish to do so but whatever you do say will be recorded and may be used in evidence.â
âNo way! This is fucked.â Jaxon held up his hands, but Drew saw real fear in his eyes. Beside him Brad was starting to shake.
Drew had never felt so wrong about an arrest in his life.
A knock sounded on the front door earlier than Ruby had expected. Although she and her parents had returned home at about two a.m., none of them had been able to sleep. Now they sat at the kitchen table together staring into half-finished mugs of coffee. She felt neither awake nor asleep as she got up to answer the door.
âGood morning, Ruby.â Sergeant OâLeary stormed through the door before she had it fully open. âAre your parents up yet?â
âNone of us have slept at all. We just want to get the questioning over and done with.â
âGood, good.â OâLeary saw himself through to the kitchen where her mother was already making him a coffee on autopilot. âThe folks from Perth will be up to do their investigations very soon. I thought you might like to have a quick look through before they arrive. Sometimes the arson squad can take a while.â
âGreat, excellent.â Her father leapt to his feet. âLetâs go.â
âHang on a minute.â Ruby frowned at OâLeary.