Blood Will Tell (Point Last Seen) by Henry April

Author:Henry, April [Henry, April]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780805098679
Publisher: Henry Holt and Co. (BYR)
Published: 2015-06-15T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 30

NICK

FRIDAY

GOOD FOR STABBING

Nick’s pulse sped up. He reached out a hand, pulled it back. “Oh, dude. Did you find that at the crime scene?” He didn’t see any blood on the blade, but the killer could have plunged it into the earth or wiped it clean on his pants.

Harriman tilted his head and just looked at him from under his shaggy eyebrows. Nick realized he probably wasn’t allowed to ask.

He leaned over it. “I’ve got a knife a lot like this. A lot.” It looked like the combat knife Jon had told him not to carry.

“You do?”

“You know. For SAR. There’s a million things you need a knife for out in the field. You might need to cut someone’s clothes to get at an injury, or saw a branch to make a travois, or cut a rope or something.”

“Do you think this knife would be good for stabbing? Like, do you think someone could have used a knife like this to kill that girl?”

Nick regarded it. “Maybe. But I think that jagged edge on the back of the knife—the saw back—would make it hard to pull it out.” In history, they had just seen the movie All Quiet on the Western Front, which he thought might have been based on a book. In the movie, an officer had lectured a recruit carving notches into a knife blade, telling him it would make it harder to pull back out of the enemy.

Harriman was silent. Nick wondered if the movie had been wrong. He decided not to bring up the knife in his pocket. He didn’t want to get in trouble for bringing it to school.

Finally, Harriman said, “Why do you think this girl was killed?”

Nick tried to think of why. “Did they steal anything from her?”

“Not that we know of.”

“Did they rape her?”

“No. So why do you think they did it?”

“I don’t know. They’d have to be sick.” He imagined how awful it had been for that girl. Lucy. Running in the dark. Being stabbed. Being hit in the head. Being dragged. Being discarded like a piece of trash. Being left all alone as your life ebbed away.

“I wonder what you would say if I told you something, Nick.” Harriman was looking straight at him.

“Told me what?”

“That knife doesn’t just look like your knife.” He paused. “It is your knife.”

“Wait. Why do you have my knife?” Understanding dawned. “Do you think I’m the killer?” Nick tried to laugh, but it came out sounding broken. This couldn’t be happening to him. “I don’t even know that girl. I was never anywhere near her.”

“But you were, weren’t you, Nick? You told me yourself that you drove down that street at the time she was attacked. And yet you claimed you didn’t see her.”

Harriman was suddenly acting like they were on opposite sides. But how was that possible? Nick was in SAR. He was going to join the army. He was one of the good guys. And Harriman knew that. His scalp prickled. “Because I didn’t.

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