Chapter 12
Deputy stood by exam room door. Evidence bag on counter. Muffler inside clear plastic, edges dark with soot. My jacket was half-zipped now, not clutched shut. Cold pack pressed against forearm where burn throbbed. White Coat had taped it loose, said keep pressure light.
Coveralls man came back in. Deputy had asked him to wait outside, now waved him in again. Boots left faint wet marks on white floor. He didn't sit. He kept hands at sides, like he didn't know where to put them in small room.
Deputy flipped notepad open. He looked at me, then at Coveralls, then back at me.
"Need to clarify line you heard earlier," deputy said. "Line about don't let him leave."
I nodded. Throat tight. Cold pack dripped condensation down wrist.
Deputy turned to Coveralls. "Say it again. Who you meant. Why you said it."
Coveralls cleared throat. He looked at floor, then at me, not at deputy.
"I meant him," he said. "Guy in parking lot. He had muffler off truck. Hot. Just pulled it. Said he was gonna take it, sell it, leave town before anyone checked. Kid grabbed it to stop him."
His voice was low, even. He wasn't performing. He was remembering out loud.
White Coat shifted on stool beside me. Sleeve white coat, blue cuff showed. Watch face caught fluorescent light. She didn't touch me. Her hands stayed on knees.
Coveralls kept talking. "I told him drop it. He didn't. Kid reached for it. Bare hands. I yelled. That's when I said call 911. Lock doors. Don't let him leave. Meant him. Not kid."
I felt cold pack pulse against burn. My zipper halfway up caught on fleece. I remembered heat. Not story heat. Real heat through metal. Remembered fingers closing before brain said no.
Deputy wrote. Pen scratched paper.
"You saw burn happen?" deputy asked.
Coveralls nodded. "Saw kid grab. Saw him yank muffler back like it was his. Kid cried out. Dropped it. He still tried to load it in truck bed. Said finders keepers, shop owed him."
Deputy looked at me. "That match what happened?"
I swallowed. Mouth dry. White Coat handed me paper cup of water. I sipped. Water cold.
"Yes," I said. "He took muffler off. Said dad owed him money. Said he'd take muffler instead. I grabbed it. Thought he'd stop if I held it."
Words short. Voice small. No extra.
Deputy wrote again. He didn't rush me.
"Why hold hot metal?" he asked, quieter.
I stared at evidence bag. Muffler shape pressed plastic.
"Thought if I held it he couldn't leave," I said. "Thought he had to stay and talk to mom."
Coveralls exhaled hard through nose. Not laugh. Relief that I said it same as him.
Deputy closed notepad halfway. He looked at White Coat, then at me.
"Need to explain detention outside," he said. "Him not detained for trying to leave. Detained for child endangerment and property claim. Leaving was just his plan. We stopped his truck at lot exit. Told him stay for statement."
I didn't understand first. Then did.
"He can't leave town?" I asked.
Deputy shook head. "Legally prevented. Not paranoia. Eyewitness hold. You and Mr. Ellis here gave same account. That locks it. He stays, we investigate. Not you locked in. Him."
Ellis — Coveralls last name. I hadn't known it till then. Sounded right with boots and coveralls.
White Coat spoke then, first time in minutes. "So 911 line was procedure, not panic?"
Deputy nodded. "Procedure. Citizen saw risk, called for hold till police arrived. Correct call."
Cold pack had gone lukewarm. Burn throbbed under tape. Half-zipped jacket felt different now — not armor, just jacket. I could breathe without clutching.
Deputy zipped evidence bag shut, pressed seal. He set it back on counter, not in my line of sight.
"Your mom ten minutes out," he said to me. "You did right holding ground. He did wrong taking hot part and trying to run."
Coveralls looked at me again. Eyes tired. "Should've stopped him sooner," he said. "Sorry you grabbed it."
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I didn't answer. Didn't need to. Corroboration sat in room like fourth person — heavy, real, not going away.
Door stayed closed. Lock still engaged from earlier. But meaning flipped. Not to keep danger in. To keep witness account clean till mom arrived.
