Decker said, “So why do you think John’s a freak and that he did it?”

“I mean . . . who else?”

“What did Angeline tell you about him?”

“Can I go?” Lucy asked.

“Not yet,” Decker said. “This is a murder investigation. Would you two be willing to come down to the station and talk to us there? No sense making everyone in the dorm curious.”

“Of course I’ll go down,” Terry said. “This is horrible!”

Lucy was biting her thumb. “I barely knew her.”

“But I’m sure you want to help.” Decker’s eyes were on her face. “Right?”

“I’ve got a midterm.”

“It’s two weeks into the semester,” McAdams said.

“Fine!” She rolled her eyes. “I’ll go!”

“Don’t do that,” Decker scolded her. “Angeline was murdered. It was a brutal killing. This isn’t a joke.”

The girl had paled. Tears burst from her eyes. “Sorry.”

“No problem. Thank you both for your cooperation.” Decker said to McAdams, “Call up Captain Radar and tell him we have a couple of people who knew Angeline and are willing to help us out. I’ll get us a car. In the meantime, can you please escort Ms. Ramon back to her room? She’ll need a coat.”

McAdams took out his phone and punched in Radar’s cell number. “Where do you live, Lucy?”

“I go to Morse McKinley, about a ten-minute walk past Kneed Loft.” She teared up. “Let’s just get this over with.” She stomped out of the room. McAdams had to do a two-step to keep up with her.

Decker turned to Terry who had sunk into the chair. It seemed to sag under all his muscle. “You went with Angeline for a while.”

“Two years.” He slipped on a long-sleeved shirt and a pair of jeans with Uggs on his feet. “The breakup was mutual.”

Decker wasn’t sure about that. “What happened?”

“Different interests.” His eyes seemed far away. “We drifted apart.”

“What was she like? Angeline.”

His eyes focused on Decker’s face. “How can you sum up a person in a few lines?”

“Tell me why you liked her.”

“She was very sexy . . . she loved sex. She was adventurous . . . try just about anything once.” A pause. “She was really smart . . . funny . . . sometimes over-the-top sarcastic. She could cut you with a few chosen words.”

Decker’s phone beeped. He read the text. “Our car will be here in a minute. We should wait downstairs.”

Terry looked at his watch. “How long do you think this is going to take?”

“I don’t know. Grab a coat. It’s cold outside.”