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Chapters (61)
  1. Cover
  2. Praise
  3. Dedication
  4. One
  5. Two
  6. Three
  7. Four
  8. Five
  9. From the Missing Journal of Candace Swain
  10. Six
  11. Seven
  12. Eight
  13. Nine
  14. Ten
  15. Eleven
  16. Twelve
  17. From the Missing Journal of Candace Swain
  18. Thirteen
  19. Fourteen
  20. Fifteen
  21. From the Missing Journal of Candace Swain
  22. Sixteen
  23. Seventeen
  24. Eighteen
  25. Nineteen
  26. Twenty
  27. Twenty-One
  28. From the Missing Journal of Candace Swain
  29. Twenty-Two
  30. Twenty-Three
  31. Twenty-Four
  32. Twenty-Five
  33. Twenty-Six
  34. Twenty-Seven
  35. Twenty-Eight
  36. Twenty-Nine
  37. Thirty
  38. Thirty-One
  39. Thirty-Two
  40. Thirty-Three
  41. Thirty-Four
  42. From the Missing Journal of Candace Swain
  43. Thirty-Five
  44. Thirty-Six
  45. Thirty-Seven
  46. Thirty-Eight
  47. From the Journal of Candace Swain
  48. Thirty-Nine
  49. Forty
  50. Forty-One
  51. Forty-Two
  52. Forty-Three
  53. Forty-Four
  54. Forty-Five
  55. Forty-Six
  56. Forty-Seven
  57. Letter Found in the Journal of Candace Swain
  58. Forty-Eight
  59. Acknowledgments
  60. Booklist
  61. Excerpt

“I told you, you owe me nothing,” Lizzy said. “This helps me, too. I’ll have to put together a capstone myself next year, and I’ve learned so much more about audio engineering even in the short time we’ve been doing this.”

Lizzy was in the Engineering and Technology Department and one of the smartest people Lucas knew. He was a forensics major and knew he wouldn’t have been able to pull off this podcast without her, as he’d told her more than once.

“Humor me, okay?” he said and bit into a fry. McCarthy’s had the best burger and fries in town, but that wasn’t the only reason Lucas wanted to come to this place. “Do you think I should be worried that we’ve only had those two callers? And no other leads?”

“No,” she said. “It’s a new program, and we’ve only aired two episodes. Give it time.”

“Time is one thing I don’t have,” he said, sipping his beer.

“It’s not only about you solving the cold-case murder, right? Because that’s an incredibly high bar. You’re doing this for your capstone, so it’s the paper you write after the podcast finishes airing that you’re going to be graded on. What you learned from researching the cold case, whether a podcast can help—or not—in solving the case, all that stuff. And if no one calls in, so what? That tells you something right there, doesn’t it?”

He shrugged and nodded at the same time. “I know you’re right.”

“But you want to solve the crime, too. I get it.” She stole one of his french fries and leaned over, said quietly, “Isn’t it the next episode where you’re going to drop the bomb that Candace wasn’t killed at the lake?”

Lucas shot a glance around the pub, to make sure no one heard Lizzy. The music was loud enough to cover their conversation, but he couldn’t take a chance. They were at a high top against the window, but a large table in the middle was filled with sorority girls. He couldn’t be certain one or more of them weren’t from Sigma Rho.

“You think that revelation will prompt listeners to call in?” Lucas asked. “Even more than the last episode where I presented evidence that Candace was alive for the week after she initially went missing?”

“Well, yeah, because no one knows it. I mean, publicly. It’s going to hit hard, and yeah, people will call, even if only to speculate.”