Description
Harry was my best friend. Every afternoon, during the last seven years, he has come to my house and we've talked about anything from why paper cuts hurt so much to the alternatives of afterlife. He's always been a good friend. The day my parents died, when I didn't want to come out of my room, he climbed through the window and just laid in bed with me. He was the friend that taught me how to drive and was also the one who took the blame for me when I accidentally caused a fire in the school library because I was trying to learn how to smoke. He said it fit his character more than mine. I didn't argue, there was no way he was going to change his mind. He cared for me that much. So when Harry came into my room that night, and told me what he had done, I didn't doubt a second in helping him cover the murder. _______________________________________ Adam and Harry have been best friends since childhood despite their different personalities and even more contrasting lifestyles. When Harry asks Adam to help him cover a murder he claims was an accident, he doesn't think twice before helping the friend who has done a lot for him. But, is it the guilt he's feeling, or is Harry keeping something from him? As new findings emerge, Adam realizes he only knows half of the story. Why is his best friend lying to him?
Prologue
