ODDS OF LOVE SEASON TWELVE

Episode 127

" Those cops are just plain useless! ," Darwin Samson shot out tersely as he stood by his son in Claire's office. Claire sat in her big leather chair, coffee cup in hands , and Marcus Simms stood by her. " My house was just shot up and they don't have a clue. If I had soldiers that stupid I'd sack them fast with a dishonorable discharge. I bet it's that Theodore kid. He lied on my son once. Got him in all this trouble. Now he's trying to kill him. "

Claire rolled her eyes.

Marcus shook his head. " Or it's possible and probable that it's the person your son is working for. Look. Kyle, tell us who he is. We can protect you. The police can. Hell. Depending upon how big this person is the feds can. But until you start being honest there's no help or hope for you. At all. We're lucky the state attorney is keeping you in juvenile court. If you were going to adult court you'd be really screwed. "

" And ," Claire replied smoothly as she began to respond to a text message from Ethan requesting the remainder of his money," there's no evidence that Theodore Rochester is involved in the shooting today. Why would he be? Just consider yourself lucky nobody was hurt, Darwin. Except for the god awful hideous vase in the foyer. Kyle needs to listen to us. Tell the truth. Now. "

Kyle thinned his lips and shook his head stubbornly. " No. I plan to keep living. Okay? I want to plead guilty. Now. Make it go away. "

Claire sighed deeply. She looked the boy in his eyes. She hated children even though she had two of her own. They all thought they knew so much. In reality they didn't know shit about anything. " Fine. We can do that. But you will not be getting off easy. Or at all. They want you in a highly secure juvenile detention facility until you are eighteen. Do you understand what that means? "

Kyle laughed harshly. " Yeah. It means I get to live. Make the plea. I'm guilty. I'd rather deal with kiddie jail over...... "