Ainsley nodded, even though Mason clearly wasn't going to look at him. He really didn't have anything to say to make the kid feel better, and a part of him couldn't help but feel bitter towards the bitch. He hadn't killed anyone in six years, and yet he was the one labeled a monster.
"Why doesn't she lock herself up, like you?" he asked. Then, right on the heels of it, he scooted forward just a little, asking, "You want some help with that?"