Chapters (61)
- Cover
- Praise
- Dedication
- One
- Two
- Three
- Four
- Five
- From the Missing Journal of Candace Swain
- Six
- Seven
- Eight
- Nine
- Ten
- Eleven
- Twelve
- From the Missing Journal of Candace Swain
- Thirteen
- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- From the Missing Journal of Candace Swain
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty-One
- From the Missing Journal of Candace Swain
- Twenty-Two
- Twenty-Three
- Twenty-Four
- Twenty-Five
- Twenty-Six
- Twenty-Seven
- Twenty-Eight
- Twenty-Nine
- Thirty
- Thirty-One
- Thirty-Two
- Thirty-Three
- Thirty-Four
- From the Missing Journal of Candace Swain
- Thirty-Five
- Thirty-Six
- Thirty-Seven
- Thirty-Eight
- From the Journal of Candace Swain
- Thirty-Nine
- Forty
- Forty-One
- Forty-Two
- Forty-Three
- Forty-Four
- Forty-Five
- Forty-Six
- Forty-Seven
- Letter Found in the Journal of Candace Swain
- Forty-Eight
- Acknowledgments
- Booklist
- Excerpt
Except she hadn’t been killed that weekend. And the police knew that.
“Other than you,” Regan asked, “who else did the police talk to in the sorority?”
“Taylor, because she and Candace had had the argument about Abernathy. Probably other girls who were at the party, our advisor, but I didn’t keep track of all that. Everyone was talking about it, but no one really had an idea about where Candace was. After her body was found at the lake, they talked to me again, but I didn’t have anything new to add. They probably talked to Taylor again as well, but she was in shock—she almost left school. I don’t know that she would have graduated at all if we hadn’t all rallied and helped her with her finals.”
“Did you see Candace with anyone you didn’t know or recognize?”
“I really can’t remember. She spent a lot of her free time at the library because she liked the quiet. She spent more time there that last semester, but that could have been because of her finals.”
Regan looked down at her notes and was about to ask about Taylor when Annie exclaimed.
“Oh! Her journal! She kept a journal and wrote it in often. Not every day, but a couple times a week.”
A journal would be a valuable piece of evidence. Things that Candace had said or done, people she might have had conflicts with. If she was scared or intimidated, depressed or worried. “Do the police have the journal?”
“I don’t know. I can’t even remember if I mentioned it to the police. Chrissy asked about it, but that was a couple weeks after she died, and I said I didn’t know where it was.”
The police would have eventually given it to the family, unless the journal was considered evidence. Regan made a note and underlined it.
Where is Candace Swain’s journal?
She glanced at Lucas. By his expression, he didn’t know about a journal, either.
“One more thing,” she said. “Are you still in contact with Taylor James?”
“Taylor pretty much disappeared at the end of the semester. She didn’t even come to the graduation ceremony or the last Sigma Rho party. I heard she was still living in Flagstaff, but I have no idea where or what she’s doing.”
“Do you remember her major?”
“Chemistry, or maybe biology. Some sort of science. At least two-thirds of Sigma Rho were STEM.”
Regan glanced at Lucas to see if he had any questions to add. He shook his head.
“If you think of anything else, please reach out to me,” Regan said.