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I didn’t knohat else to do so I called ht away

"Hi, Auntie," I said,in my chest "Have you spoken with my mother?"

"No," she said and I could hear the panic in her voice "I've been calling her ever since I heard on the news that Spencer was murdered I've called the police and they're on their way to the house to check"

"Oh, my God," I said "I can't believe it"

"What was he doing in Alexandria?" she asked, sounding confused "He hasn't been there for fifteen years"

"I have no idea"

Of course, I had so about Spencer from when he lived in Alexandria He'd asked me questions about whether Spencer had ever sexually abusedbad there—child pornography?

I watched in silence as the news report showed a picture of Spencer froe they must have had from cases in which Spencer had been the DA or Assistant DA They also showed a photo of our family, with Spencer and my mother, Graham and me It was probably one of the only photos taken of us and it was one I hated because Spencer had his hands on

I wondered who had given them that photo, then remembered that the local paper had done a spread about Spencer when he becaether I’d hated him back then I hated him now

He was dead I couldn’t get in touch with my mother

I called Hunter's nu Finally, it went to voice mail

"Hunter, it's me, Celia Have you heard the news? Spencer's dead and I can't get a hold of ht away"

Where was Hunter?

"I don't knohat to do," I said, glancing at Amy

"You can't go to class," she replied