At five minutes ‘til class ended, I started walking up the steps to meet Lauri. I hadn’t been able to get back to the garage to get any work done while her class was going on, so I handled a few errands. Bixby hadn’t been able to come up with anything on Pierre, but that didn’t mean there wasn’t something to find. Just because he hadn’t been caught didn’t mean he wasn’t a violent asshole. And if he were as much of a spoiled brat as his polo shirt and khaki pants told me he was, it would be more plausible that he hired someone to do the dirty work. Hell, his daddy could probably buy him out of any scrape he found himself in.
I found Lauri still in the classroom doing the exact thing I told her not to do, talking to Pierre. He sat next to her at her table, leaning close into her. I couldn’t
