Paul and Janey spent the rest of the day back at the station going through the list of fraternity brothers the dean had provided. The Internet allowed them to get background on the eight Scotts they had on their list. By the end of the day, they had pictures of each of the men, along with an idea of each one’s personality. It always amazed Paul how much information people shared on social media sites. On days like this, he was grateful. It made his job that much easier.
At five o’clock, Paul shut down his computer, and slipped on his suit jacket. Janey smiled, but didn’t say anything.
The drive home was full of anxious anticipation. Megan had continued to text him periodically throughout the day. None of them were as provocative as the first—mostly small reminders she was thinking about
