Perpetrators Unknown

The report said nobody saw a thing. DeShawn saw everything.DeShawn Williams is good with numbers. He counts the stairs in his building, the money in the count room, the years he's supposed to serve. What he can never stop counting are the faces — every single one — that was there the night a man was beaten to death at 147th and Lexington.Twelve witnesses. Zero statements. One sixteen-year-old left holding everything.DeShawn was thirteen when the streets of Harlem chose him — handpicked by a kingpin who saw a smart kid with no protection, and watched over by a cop with kind eyes who always seemed to show up at the right time. By sixteen, he learns the truth: nothing about his life was ever an accident. He wasn't surviving the game. He was being set up for it.Now the courts call him a murderer. The paperwork calls the real killers perpetrators unknown.But DeShawn never forgets a face. And from a cell with nothing but time, he's about to start pulling the one thread they all forgot to cut.Book One of the Unfinished Business series. A raw, unflinching story of survival, betrayal, and a kid the system counted out — who's still counting.