CHAPTER 108
Tom paled. His fingers roved across the camera, fiddling with knobs and buttons. "Someone stole it," he whispered. "From my locker, someone stole the book, and they..." He hesitated. "I thought it was you." " Me? " Cooper's cool facade cracked. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. "Why would I steal it?" "I thought you were trying to frame me. I still do." Tom straightened, as if bracing himself for what he had to say next. " You stole the book. You stole the memory card." "Hold on." Cooper shook his head. "Back up. Memory card? What memory—" " The memory card ," Tom shouted, the words all a rush. "I took it out of my camera, before the police could get their hands on it. I knew I saw something that night, at the party. Some one, heading upstairs. Right before Tracy...well
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