He had a list of everything he needed to investigate about Sigma Rho and the girls who went there, both with Candace and before her time. He’d done basic research before launching his podcast—he knew the names and graduation status of every girl who was at Sigma Rho during the time Candace was there. But finding most people after graduation hadn’t been his focus.

He started reading the Sigma Rho newsletters from her first year. The rush class, pictures of the girls, events, names. Candace was all over it: she had been popular then as well as when she died.

“Hello!”

He jumped.

Lizzy stood in his door and laughed. “Scared ya.” She pushed aside the garbage can so she could walk in. “Whatcha doing?”

“Researching the sorority.”

“Fun. Need help?”

“It’s not fun.”

She sat on the chair across from him. “Maybe I just want to spend time with you.”

He warmed at the thought. Lizzy was flirty—she always had been, he now realized—but he’d never thought she was interested, until last night.

“You can start digging into Vicky Ryan while I finish reading these newsletters.” He pushed over his notebook where he had a list of questions about Vicky Ryan.

“It is fun. I’m looking for dirt.”

He quickly wrote out the other names he was looking at—every name that had come up over the course of his research—and slid that to her. “If Vicky has a connection with any of these girls, make a note.”

“You think she’s the one who killed Candace?”

“No.”

“Then, why do this?”

“Candace mentored her, she was at the party, and she doesn’t want anyone in the sorority to help us solve Candace’s murder. And Regan put her on the list.”

“I like her.”

“Vicky?”

“Regan. She’s a sharp tack. All calm, cool, and collected. I can totally see her as a badass marshal. Do you know why she left?”

“Not really. I know her son died, but Professor Clarkson didn’t say anything more.”

“That’s so sad.”

They worked in silence for several minutes.

Lucas went through each person on his list, starting with Kimberly Foster, the alumna who had allegedly been a witness to the argument between Candace and Taylor.

Kimberly Foster—middle name Anne—was from Payson, Arizona, a small mountain town famous for hunting and gold mining, though that industry had mostly dried up decades ago, going from over eight thousand mines to fewer than three hundred. Still, it was a nice area to camp, fish, hike, and hunt. Lucas and his brother used to go up there to fish with his grandpa, before he died when Lucas was in high school. They were some of his favorite memories.