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the entrance, he mock-punched her in the arm and smiled. “Lighten up, Lockhart. You’ll live longer.”
    Lighten up? She had to grit her teeth to stop from charging after him and returning his punch, a real one. Whoa, girl. He still knew exactly how to push her buttons, and she warned herself not to rise to the bait.
    Andrea tried to regain her mental composure as she watched Sean flirt shamelessly with the school secretary. It was obvious from his familiarity with everyone that Sean was a regular visitor here. It still seemed surreal that Sean Hunter, onetime golden boy reporter, had been reduced to this—covering high school happenings. She found some comfort from the idea that, career-wise, he was no better off than she was these days. Some might say she even had the upper hand, considering she probably made double his salary and was read by millions of people across the country.
    But when Sean introduced her to the school principal, she realized by the look on the man’s face that at least Sean still had something she did not—respect.
    “I can’t say I’ve ever read your publication before, but I’ve certainly seen it while waiting in line at the store.” Principal Bach greeted her with a halfhearted handshake. “What can we do for you, Ms. Lockhart?”
    “I would like to speak to some of your students and their club advisor, if that’s possible. Since you’re familiar with the publication I write for, I’m sure you can easily guess which students I wish to see.”
    “Ah, of course.” The gray-haired man exchanged looks with Sean. “It is close to Halloween, isn’t it?” He looked at Andrea. “This time of year, we get a lot of calls from reporters wanting to do a story on the so-called werewolf. I can probably pull Mrs. Spencer out of class for a few minutes to speak to you, but unfortunately, I can’t just let you talk to any of our students without their parents’ permission. School policy. I’m sure you understand.”
    Andrea sensed she’d just met her first reluctant source for this story. Not a big deal. She was used to it. She conjured up one of her best smiles and was about to point out that she was more than willing to wait for that permission when Sean sat his bag on the counter and pulled out some papers. “No problem, Carl. I called Sandy this morning to make sure those students had media permission slips on file, and bless her heart, she even faxed me copies. Here, this will save you the trouble of pulling them up yourself. As you can see, all but one student in the club has a signed permission form from their parent on file. There should be no problem letting them speak to Miss Lockhart.”
    Principal Bach looked taken aback and Andrea had to admit she was pretty surprised herself. She glanced at Sean but he only grinned and winked at her. Bach slid his reading glasses on, glanced over each of the slips and looked at Sean and Andrea with a frown that suggested he still wasn’t about to give in without a fight.
    “We don’t like for our students to be distracted while learning is in progress. I’m afraid I can’t just pull these students out of their classes to speak with you, but you’re welcome to come back at the end of the day. If you’re lucky, you might be able to catch a few of them before they leave school grounds.”
    Maybe, if she knew what they looked like. She was about to mention this important little detail when Sean beat her to it yet again.
    “I’m sure Sandy wouldn’t mind having a note passed on that we’d like to meet with them, now would you, Sandy?” Sean gave a flirtatious wink at the plump brunette sitting nearby, eavesdropping on the exchange.
    “We do it all the time.” Sandy speared the principal with a defiant look. “Of course, I’m sure Principal Bach has forgotten to mention it, but that particular club meets today right after school anyway. Miss Lockhart, you can get the whole group at once if you don’t mind waiting until