"Sullivan. He was my father's rookie, not eye candy," Kate deadpanned. "Is that what you do during school lockdowns? Observe police officers?"
"All I'm saying..." Amber sighed and rolled her eyes.
"I'd be grateful if Finley Sullivan didn't have any reason to swing by the school," Kate said, flipping her hair, "because if I wanted to run into him, I could just speed down Main Street."
Her gaze darted around until she came across Dean and me. She cast a backward glance, as if looking for an exit or an excuse.
"How good of a cop is he in any case?" Amber scoffed, then followed Kate's gaze to us.
"Just a second..." she said to Amber as she crossed the hall to us.
"I have some homework for you." I held out the book to her, and she just stared at it for far too long.
"Has Rhys read
