Edward wet his lips as he looked at the file, eyes scanning the pages as he thought. He could give Jon a fake alibi, of course. Gladly would, certainly had many times before. But this looked bad already and a fake alibi might not hold up, especially since he had no time to coordinate with Jonathan. Still, he couldn't let him go to jail and, no, he didn't think he'd done this. He wouldn't. Not with Holden and Axel at risk. Not with so much uncertainty all around.

"I wasn't with him last night. We had an argument and then I left around six thirty." There, he was being very honest. "Jonny's not a killer. He doesn't like doing any of the dirty work, not really. He's a businessman. Horses, he likes horses. I ain't saying he's never used a gun, but he's never used one to kill."

He was certain of that. "If it looks like he did this, someone's setting him up." He assumed Sam had to know that. "He doesn't discuss the business with me much. Politics. Bores me, honestly. I know the finance end of things. IT stuff." Which was apparently less boring. "But he's got a lot of enemies."