“Don’t we? Don’t you still want to know who Heath Hall is? We haven’t talked about it in a while.”

“Did you learn something new?” I still wanted to know. Probably even more so since I’d been talking to him online. I did not want to be blindsided by his identity, caught off guard. But she was right. We hadn’t been working on finding out who he was lately.

“I thought we should sit down and compile a list of the evidence we’ve collected so we can narrow this down.”

I glanced around the crowded courtyard. “Should we really talk about it here?”

“Why not? Everybody seems to have theories about who he is. We should just stand up and ask everybody right now if they are Heath Hall.” She stood like she was actually going to yell that question across the cafeteria. I pulled on her arm, forcing her to sit back down.

“Evidence,” I reminded her.

“Right. Evidence. I’ve made lists of all the people at both events, cross-checked it with his followers online. I think I’ve narrowed it down to two suspects.”

“Robert?” I asked, wanting her to disagree with me.

“Yes.”

My shoulders slumped. “Wait, you said two. Who else?”

“Jackson.”

She let the name hang there while I processed it.

“No, that doesn’t make sense. Jackson was at Whitestone Bridge talking to us.”

“Exactly. But he mysteriously disappeared when the jumping took place.”

I thought back to that night. She was right. About five minutes before the jump, Jackson had left and I hadn’t seen him the rest of the night. Was Jackson Heath Hall? As I thought about all the conversations we’d had online, and now in real life too, my heart seemed to sing at that suggestion.

“And Robert,” Amelia continued. “He claims to know who he is but hasn’t been at a single Heath Hall event to support him.”

“You’re right.” That hadn’t occurred to me until now.

“I know.”

“Is it weird that our final list includes only people we actually know?” I asked.

“No. I definitely think it’s someone we know. He’s been private messaging you online. I don’t think he does that with anyone else. And besides, we didn’t really know Jackson before Heath Hall showed up at the school pool. Then all of a sudden we see him everywhere. Maybe he’s trying to keep us from discovering the secret. And Robert, well, he’s just been too secretive about this whole thing.”

“But wait, Jackson’s name was on the Just Jump leaderboard, remember? He’d jumped before and did it well. He wouldn’t need to face that fear.”

“Maybe he somehow rigged that to throw us off his track.”

That did sound like something Jackson would do. He was the one who cheated during our race.