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DNA? The fact that he obviously lied about being there?”
    â€œI agree. No doubt, evidence is there, but is it the right evidence or simply circumstantial? Sorry, I just…it’s a gut thing.”
    She couldn’t discount that. Not when her gut had saved her life more than once. Instead, she turned her thoughts toward arresting the kid, telling herself she was doing the right thing. Doing what she had to do.
    Like her job.
    No matter what anyone else said or argued. She was a good cop. She’d do a good job. Period.
    If the kid was innocent, his lawyer would prove it.
    Joseph got into contact with the school resource officer and put the man on notice that they were on the way to arrest one of his students.
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    They arrived at the school and Joseph noticed the activity on the campus. Hands gestured, fingers flew in conversation. Students walking to and from class. A lot of laughter going on. Unfortunately, one student wasn’t going to be laughing when he was arrested.
    The deaf school principal knew they were coming and stood outside the building to greet them. In his early thirties, he stood around six feet tall, had a dash of gray at his temples and a commanding presence. He welcomed them with a pained smile and a handshake. “I’m Cole Pierson. Are you sure you’ve got the right person?”
    Catelyn sighed. “The evidence says we do.”
    Shaking his head, he led the way back inside, saying, “I’m having a hard time with this one. I know I’ve only been here a short time, a couple of months since the last principal retired, but I’ve gotten to know these kids pretty well. Dylan comes from a tough background, but I can’t see him doing this. Especially not to poor Tracy. He worshipped that girl.”
    Catelyn cocked a brow. “In certain circumstances, worship can turn to hatred real quick.”
    â€œThat’s true, I suppose. I just…” Cole shook his head again. “Well, let’s get to it. We didn’t put the school on lockdown, but our school resource officer has gone to get him. He’ll bring him to the conference room.”
    As they headed in that direction, a young woman came hurrying down the hall, speaking and signing at the same time, “Dylan’s gone. Kevin came by to get him, but he wasn’t in my classroom. I think he figured something out and has run.”
    Catelyn demanded, “Which way did he go?”
    â€œHe came in my classroom for a brief minute, then left. When he went out, he turned left, so he either went to the restroom…or out the end door.”
    Joseph ran for the exit, Catelyn bolted for the one on the opposite end of the hall, thinking they could close in on him and catch in the middle.
    Twenty minutes later, they gave up the search on the campus.
    â€œIf he’s still on school grounds, we’ll never find him,” Joseph declared with disgust. “We’d have to get the K-9 unit out here to track him down.”
    â€œYeah, I bet he knows this place like the back of his hand, including all nooks and crannies to hide in.” Catelyn stood for a moment, thinking. “And if he’s not on campus…where would you go if you were a scared deaf kid?”
    Joseph watched her, seeing the wheels clicking in her mind. He answered, “Someplace I’d feel safe, to someone I could count on to help me out and not turn me in.”
    They looked at each other and said, simultaneously, “Alonso.”
    Realizing it was probably a waste of time, but having to check in spite of his gut feeling, Joseph raced back into the school building asked the secretary to call Alonso to the office. In the meantime, Joseph tried to text message his brother, however, he got no response even after several attempts. But then, Joseph reasoned, if Alonso was in class, he wouldn’t have his phone on.
    And if he was trying to help Dylan, he wouldn’t bother answering