Damian's pov.

I stared at Maya as she struggled to find an answer.

She looked nervous, really nervous.

Her eyes moved from her father to the floor, then back to him again.

She had nothing to say.

I could tell.

And judging by the way Mr. Coker was watching her, he could tell too.

He wasn't going to let her escape the question.

He wanted an answer, a real one.

At that same moment, I glanced at Maya again. She looked completely cornered.

Then i cleared my throat.

“Sir.”

Mr. Coker's eyes shifted toward me.

I looked straight at him. “There was a slight accident on the way here.”

Immediately,...