Chapter 18My conversation with Helen had my brain going warp speed over things I'd learned about Mr. Smith, and his predecessor, Dr. Edward Fay. Trips to the Cayman Islands? A house that is beyond a small college president's means? And finally an account that seems to have been hacked into and drained, possibly before Fay's death, and his personal laptop stolen. All of it was ingredients to a boiling soup of intrigue. As it was, I was so interested in the last president, I'd forgotten to ask her what she knew about Smith. But I figured if Weeks, who is sheriff, didn't know where he came from, she'd know even less. My guess was Smith kept that information very close to the vest, as they say. The very fact that the FBI was looking into him had me more than just nervous.
After piano class, I
