Chapters (95)
- Front Cover
- Title Page
- Copyright
- Contents
- Video #1
- One
- Two
- Three
- Four
- Five
- Six
- Seven
- Eight
- Nine
- Ten
- Eleven
- Twelve
- Thirteen
- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty-One
- Twenty-Two
- Twenty-Three
- Twenty-Four
- Twenty-Five
- Twenty-Six
- Video #2
- Twenty-Seven
- Twenty-Eight
- Twenty-Nine
- Thirty
- Thirty-One
- Thirty-Two
- Thirty-Three
- Thirty-Four
- Thirty-Five
- Thirty-Six
- Thirty-Seven
- Thirty-Eight
- Thirty-Nine
- Forty
- Forty-One
- Forty-Two
- Forty-Three
- Forty-Four
- Forty-Five
- Forty-Six
- Forty-Seven
- Forty-Eight
- Forty-Nine
- Fifty
- Fifty-One
- Fifty-Two
- Fifty-Three
- Fifty-Four
- Fifty-Five
- Fifty-Six
- Fifty-Seven
- Fifty-Eight
- Fifty-Nine
- Sixty
- Sixty-One
- Sixty-Two
- Sixty-Three
- Sixty-Four
- Sixty-Five
- Video #3
- Sixty-Six
- Sixty-Seven
- Sixty-Eight
- Sixty-Nine
- Seventy
- Seventy-One
- Seventy-Two
- Seventy-Three
- Seventy-Four
- Seventy-Five
- Seventy-Six
- Seventy-Seven
- Seventy-Eight
- Seventy-Nine
- Eighty
- Eighty-One
- Eighty-Two
- Eighty-Three
- The Final Video
- Acknowledgments
- About the Author
- Back Cover
“I know all that. Still…my most important job is taking care of you. And Liv—Olivia. And my other job, the one I get paid for in actual dollars, is using my brain to think through things. I’ve been sitting downstairs trying to think about your problem in the same way I think about my work.”
“This isn’t the Civil War,” I say. “It’s bad, but it’s not that bad.”
“I guess you’re right,” he says. “But whatever happens to you or Olivia feels that important to me.”
“Thanks,” I say, and I mean it.
“When I try to solve a problem and something just doesn’t add up, there are certain things I look for.”
“Like what?”
“Okay, let’s break it down. A lot of things are pointing toward Ron Hartman. He was harassing Chloe. He admitted that. And it makes sense that, if she was being harassed in that way, she would be distant and distracted in the weeks leading up to the dance. Hartman was in the parking lot that night, so he knew about Danny’s movie and how it might make him look guilty. He’d have reason to go kill Danny and take the movie. He wanted to keep Chloe from telling anyone about the harassment because he knew he’d get fired. Or worse. All the arrows point the same way.”
“So it was him. He just needs to admit it and…” The words stick in my throat like pieces of broken glass. “He has to tell the police where Chloe is.”
“That would be the end of it.”
“Yeah. The end of a lot of things.”
Dad studies me. His glasses are once again pushed up on top of his head, reflecting the light above. There’s more gray in the stubble on his chin than I’ve ever noticed before. “I thought you might be struggling to accept that all of this is the answer,” Dad says. “Is it because Ron was your friend and mentor?”
“Of course it’s that. But it’s also…I’ll say it, but I’ll sound like a fool.”
“I doubt it,” Dad says.
He sounds so confident, so much like he believes in me. I’m willing to sound stupid.
“Okay,” I say. “I believed Ron when he told me his story. When he said he didn’t take Chloe. And I thought he was telling the truth when he said he went after us but then another car came along. I believed him, so…”
“You’re saying why would he admit to all those horrible things, but not admit to the rest? If he really knows where Chloe is, why keep it a secret?”
“Exactly. He admitted a lot. He’s going to get fired at the very least. He’s going to lose his new job. Am I wrong to think that makes it look like he’s telling the truth?”