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into that, Ms. Holloway.”
    I’d overstepped my bounds. Dad was
right, he was playing things close to the chest and I’d asked too
much.
    “ Oh, sorry. I know you
probably can’t talk about stuff like that with me. I was just- I
thought I’d—”
    “ I know you were just trying
to help. And I appreciate it. I’ll look into Lisa’s other partner,
see what I can find. Thank you for passing this along to
me.”
    “ You’re welcome. Anything I
can do to help.”
    “ Keep it up,” he said. His
tone was so condescending, I wanted to reach through the phone and
slap him. Instead, I cut the conversation short before I did end up getting
mad.
    “ Alright then. Bye.” I hung
up without waiting for a response.
    I sat down on one of the barstools at
the island in the kitchen to think. If I could somehow find out who
went to that party and what character they dressed as, I could, in
theory, narrow down the list of suspects to maybe just a few. Then
I’d surely be able to tell who Lisa’s killer was. After all, I’d
seen him or her…sort of. There was probably a fair chance that I’d
be able to identify the person based on body language or some
little thing that wasn’t registering with my conscious mind, but
that my subconscious mind had picked up on.
    The ringing of my cell phone startled
me. I looked at the screen and it said
Belize. I don’t know why I had my best friend listed by her full
name; everyone she’d ever known had called her Billie since we were
kids.
    “ Billie!” I answered
excitedly. I hadn’t realized until just that moment how much I
missed her.
    “ Mercy!” She mimicked. “Why
are you so happy on a Monday?”
    “ I’m not. I’m just glad you
called.” I hadn’t talked to her since she left for school almost a
month ago. “Sooo, how’s it going up there?”
    “ Eh, it’s still school, but
let me tell you, there are some smokin’ hot guys in my western civ
class. Whew!”
    “ Western civ?”
    “ Western Civilization,” she
supplied.
    “ Oh.” I’m sure she wanted to
say Duh! “Wonder
why?”
    “ I don’t know. I guess
‘cause it’s required. Don’t know, don’t care. I just appreciate
whoever’s doing the scheduling.”
    I couldn’t help but laugh at her. She’d
been more anxious to get a new group of guys to choose from than
any other aspect of college life. She’d dated the same guy since
her sophomore year and she swears that it nearly ruined her life
and tainted all other Arville men for her. Obviously, she has a
tendency toward the dramatic.
    We talked for a nanosecond about our
classes and then explored at great length Billie’s most promising
suitor prospects. As excited as she was, it surprised me when she
told me she was coming home this weekend.
    “ Not that I’m complaining,
but why?”
    “ Trust me, it’s not because
I want to. Now, don’t get me wrong. I miss the heck outta you, but
the rest,” she paused, making a pshh sound. “I could do without. If
I didn’t have to pick up all the stuff Mom bought for my dorm room,
I’d just get you to come up here instead.”
    “ Next time, I’ll come to
you. How’s that sound?”
    “ Like a plan, Mercury.” That
was Billie’s affectionate nickname for me. She didn’t use it all
the time, but when she did, it was definitely a term of endearment.
“So,” she said. “Tell me everything.”
    I filled her in on all that had
happened, minus the tiny part about my vision. She was duly
impressed with that amount of action in our small town.
    “ Alright, so you find us a
party to go to this weekend and we’ll do some investigating while
we get our freak on.” At the same time, Billie launched into her
best Missie Elliott impression while I chimed in with the music. We
both laughed. “Sound good?”
    I wasn’t much of a partier,
but this was a special occasion. I really missed Billie. Plus, I
could kill two birds with one stone, maybe identify Lisa’s killer.
That was sure to make me feel a