“He didn’t attack you, did he?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He bends the page’s corner back and forth. He’s never been a good liar.
“He said you did something. Everyone heard him, even on our floor.”
“He’s in solitary now, you know.”
The muscles in his face contract.
She knows the names of every one but doesn’t know what’s going on beneath them. “He said you warned him, Shou.” She leans forward, catches his gaze. “What happened?”
The page beneath his fingers rips. He smooths it flat. “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.”