Being the number one suspect in my best friend's murder sucks. Why can't the police catch the real killer?

I'm no teen sleuth, but I guess I'm going to have to compile a list of suspects myself. Too bad I keep getting distracted by the most likely one. Everyone tells me to stay away from him, but I don't believe that he's dangerous.

He can't really be the killer. Can he?

This is the exciting conclusion to Trepidation.