Friends

Zeke coloured up. "Ma," he pleaded, "She is my friend- "
"Zeke, you'll learn! You're still young. Only one thing that bitch wanted and that's information, and to get it she made you feel like you were a god, and she was your best friend and your ma and pa all rolled into one."
Mrs McGinley's voice was getting more and more high pitched, but Sheriff Cole saw no lessening of her focus, no movement of the gun barrel on him or the rifle barrel on Clint.
"And when she got all that information from you, Zeke, she'd use it."