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"You were always curious about what I do all day," he says with a shrug "Now you know Part of it, anyway"
"I can’t believe it," I say "You’re a co to have to open a doctor’s office slash detective agency slash jewelry shop slash cos?
Cooper ignoreshere," he says, tapping the laptop "Soirls seeiven what I see here, there irls were virgins with residence hall records before Chris got his hands on theue to say What about Mrs Allington? I mean, she had the motive She obviously had--as it that Sarah would call it? An Oedipus complex? Only the opposite, because she had it for her son, not her dad…
Well, okay, Mrs Allington has that thing where she thinks her son is hot, and she resents the girls who pursue hih? And could Mrs Allington really have made that bomb? The one on top of the elevator? I o out and buy a boton would
But you can’t You have to make a bomb And to make a bomb, you have to be sober I’ton has never once been sober--that I could tell--since she’d lance out theI can see the lights on in the president’s penthouse What are the Allingtons doing up there? I wonder It’s close to seven o’clock Probably watching the news
Or, perhaps, plotting to kill oes off, ets up "I’ll be right back"
He goes downstairs to get the Indian food I keep on looking out the hile I wait for hihts appear in s on other floors of Fischer Hall as the residents got home from class or dinner or their workouts or rehearsals I wonder if any of the tiny figures I can see in any of the s is A in her roo out in the Haet in trouble with Rachel this
That’s when it hits me
My lips part, but for a minute, no sound cootten all about A What had Rachel needed to see Amber about? Amber herself hadn’t knohy she’d been scheduled for awith the dor Anything except talk to Chris Allington
That’s all Amber had done
And Rachel knew it, because she’d seenafter the lip-synch contest
Just like she’d seen Roberta and Chris at the dance And Elizabeth and Chris--where? Where had she seen theht?
Except that it didn’t matter Like it didn’t et ain
Like it didn’t matter that it was Rachel who’d snuck onto the penthouse roof and tried to push that planter onto my head