“Why would you think that?” I choke out quietly.
“I know it because of a list of reasons. But the final reason would be because of the guy he fought. More specifically, my history with the guy. None of it was good, and he hates me with a burning passion. I’m sure he’ll always carry that torch around, maybe even after I’m dead. He would jump on any chance he could find to hurt me or get under my skin. While he had another reason behind him shooting Bones, there's no doubt that the fact that Bones was my friend only gave him more satisfaction in doing it. When it was over, he smiled at me.”
I frown at him. “Why didn’t anyone have him arrested? Why doesn’t his family know about what happened and where Bones is?”