MICHAEL
When Adam told me to do my findings on Betty, I expected to uncover something darker or even spooky, something that might finally quench the burning fire she’d ignited inside of me. But it did nothing. The damn article was useless.
I won’t lie or pretend that I wasn’t looking for more information about her. When Adam gave me the thumbs up, it only made things easier for me. It also made me even more intrigued, so with a rush of excitement, almost a thrill, I typed her name into the search bar. I expected to see something bold painted in crimson letters, something insinuating she had been tangled in a murder case.
But that wasn’t what I found, it was something I less expected, something I knew Betty would never do. She was far too brilliant to do that, and maybe that was what
