CHAPTER THIRTY FIVE
Riley lay in a dazed heap on the floor, flat on her face and unable to move.
Thoughts and memories swirled through her aching head.
She heard again Trudy saying to Rhea …
“Riley likes to impress Prof. Hayman. She’s got a thing for him.”
… and she heard herself protesting sharply that she didn’t have a thing for him.
And she remembered thinking at the same time …
He’s cute and smart.
Every other girl in the class has a crush on him.
Fragments of the truth were coming together in her mind.
She remembered imagining Trudy’s murder from the killer’s point of view—how delighted she seemed to be in his company, how eager to continue the conversation they’d been having.
Surely Trudy had thought nothing of being alone with the charming, handsome, and intelligent young
