“What do we do with the evidence?” I wiped my bloody hands on my hem. “We burn it. There’s a furnace downstairs.” My eyes lit up. “Yes! I set a warehouse on fire once. One match, and the whole thing went up like a smokestack.” He stared at me in horror. “You set a building on fire?”

“What do we do with the evidence?” I wiped my bloody hands on my hem. “We burn it. There’s a furnace downstairs.” My eyes lit up. “Yes! I set a warehouse on fire once. One match, and the whole thing went up like a smokestack.” He stared at me in horror. “You set a building on fire?”

— Shelby Mahurin