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When everyone has finished telling uy who said fox

He is a fit and handso man in his mid-twenties With his broad shoulders, confident s in his every word and movement His clothes are expensive and stylish If he was a olf, he’d probably be in the fight for alpha

He is standing with two of his friends, a guy and girl who are clearly a couple I had noticed that they had grinned briefly when he’d said fox, as if he had said sohtful

“Why did you say fox?” I ask him

He shrugs “Because she was foxy” He says it with a slightly apologetic look at the crowd, as if he doesn’t want to be seen to be speaking ill of the dead

“What’s your name?” I ask him

“Jacob Jabari”

“You knew Rachel Garrett, didn’t you? And India Lawrenson?”

“Yes,” he says looking a little defensive now He looks at his two friends “We all did We wanted to help look for her”

I nod “You three were all with her the evening that she died” It’s a question, but I say it like a statement of fact, as if I already know

“Sure Is there a problem?”

My heartbeat quickens as I look at him, but I know better than to put hi for his alibi We don’t have any proof hich to force him to speak to us We need him to volunteer to do so of his own volition

“No probleent Remi’s team will probably want to speak with you all as witnesses”

Re look in her eyes, but she disoes over to speak to Jacob and his friends She fixes a time for them to come in and be interviewed