Asher
The memory tweak worked. Dean swore he still didn't know how exactly he did it but it had worked anyway, so I didn't bug him too much about it.
But of course, the police had come looking for me. I made sure to be at school when they did. They came for me in class. Two burly men in tight uniforms and one smaller one with a nasal voice who appeared to be their leader.
Just some routine questions in the event of the gruesome murder of Todd Hanley. Nothing more. There were whispers from students as I got up and followed them. I heard some say they weren't surprised. I looked like I was capable of murder. Certainly acted like it too. I ignored them. What else could I do? When we got out of the class, it seemed the entire school had come to watch the persecution of Asher Lowell. It d
