“I saw a cop escort you to the library,” Payton says, and all eyes turn my way again. “Why’d you get a police escort if you didn’t do anything wrong?”

“Because I’m a witness.” I sit straighter in my chair, glaring across the room at him. “I found a dead baby in a duffel bag, and the only thing more messed up than that would be letting that poor baby be buried in an unmarked grave. Forgotten and unacknowledged.”

“I agree,” Sophia says. “Which is why we’re doing this. And I expect every one of you to spend at least an hour in town over the next week asking for donations.”

I can’t tell that she believes me, but she jumped at the chance to get the Key Club involved in something beyond the annual Angel Tree and the canned food drive. Charity work that will no doubt look great on her college applications.

Matt Umbridge sits straight in his chair. “Why can’t we just launch a GoFundMe?”

Sophia turns in the middle of the circle to face him. “We already have. Amira, Beckett, and I set up the fundraiser during English class, when we were supposed to be peer grading essays on The Scarlet Letter. It goes live this afternoon. But Key Club is a community organization, and most of the businesses in our local community, unfortunately, have a very minimal online presence. Which means they will never see our GoFundMe if we don’t show it to them. Which is why we’ve printed up these flyers for you to distribute downtown.”

Sophia gestures to Abby Winegarden, the Key Club secretary, who holds up a stack of half-page printouts. “These have simple instructions for how businesses can donate. I suggest you work in pairs.”

“Wait a minute.” Alex frowns at the flyers, then turns back to Sophia. “You want us to physically carry pieces of paper around town, telling people how to go online and donate? What kind of sense does that make?”

She lifts both brows in his direction. “If you were to ask your grandparents to donate to a GoFundMe, would they have any idea what you were talking about?”

Cameron snorts.

“Less than none,” Alex admits.

“Well, half the business owners in Clifford are your grandparents’ age. If we want their money, we’re going to have to show them how to give it to us. They can give cash on the spot or donate online. Now, the minimum bid is five dollars, but we really just threw that one in there for individual contributions. We’re hoping businesses will be closer to the one-hundred-dollar range.”

“What’s the goal?” Page Denver asks.