Lica held out her hand and a boy from the crowd stepped out, and placed a rolled-up scroll in it.
She smiled darkly, her eyes pinned on Myra as she raised her hand up, and what Myra realized was actually a banner began to unroll.
“This you?” Lica smiled smoothly, and Myra finally concentrated on the banner just as the bottom edge dropped to the floor with a smacking sound.
Laughter erupted all around her.
It was a picture of her in the nanny uniform at the Dankworth’s residence yesterday.
She stared at it, wondering who had captured this and how it had gotten into Lica’s hand as the laughter continued, and soon some students began to boo.
She finally scoffed and shook her head, “You think you did something with this?”
Lica frowned at that, whether from the realization that she was
