I just sat there and watched the interrogation. I truly believe him. He looks like the type that would want to hurt others in the ring, not out of it. He just looks so gentle, yet so scared. I asked the officer to sit with him. He led me in the room, so afraid he was. He thought I was a cop.
"John?"
"Yes?"
"I'm Anne, I'm Lizzie's friend."
"I am so sorry. I am so sorry this happened. I never..."
"I believe you. I believe you didn't do it at all. Your not the type to do it. I know who did do it and he will pay for what he did."
He was shaking. I put my hand around his.
"Everything is going to be fine."
"My last girlfriend died the same way. I am so sorry Anne."
"Its not your fault."
I just let him collapse in my arms. It was hard to get him to stop shaking. He finally did and I posted his bail. I didn't want him to go to the hotel alone, so I followed him and then we took side stairs to his room.