Meg Cabot Quote

He said only, Bad people. Some very bad people.Uncle Chris’s mouth flattened into a small, thin line. Then he nodded crisply. He knew all about bad people. John was speaking in a language he understood.Is it drugs? Uncle Chris asked, in a hushed voice.I looked at John, in his black jeans and T-shirt, with his long dark hair, and studded leather wristbands. I could see why Uncle Chris had asked. To someone of his generation, it would have to be either drugs, or…well, a rock band.John gave me a barely perceptible shake of his head. his eyes begged me. Yes, I said, glancing back at Uncle Chris. It’s drugs.John’s gaze instantly rolled towards the sky.Piercey, Uncle Chris said, exhaling gustily and dragging a hand through his hair. We talked about this. I thought you were the one I didn’t have to worry about.We had talked about something along those lines, I remembered, outside this very house, the night before Jade was killed. But it had been about Uncle Chris giving me driving lessons. I didn’t recall drugs being mentioned.Well, I said. Things are a little messed up right now. That’s why we’re here. I wanted to make sure Alex is okay.Alex? Uncle Chris threw me a look of alarm. Don’t tell me is doing drugs.I could see now why John had been against lying about the drugs thing. I’d thought it would simplify things. But it was only making them worse.He’s not, I said quickly. If Alex got out of all this alive, he was going to kill me.