I gulped and closed my eyes, wishing I hadn"t seen what I"d seen. We ran out of the conference room toward the nearest stairwell. Connor called Sheriff Montague as we exited on the second floor near the courtyard entrance.
He instructed me to wait while holding me at bay. After I followed his request, he cautiously approached the statue. I watched him kneel to check Lorraine"s pulse. When he turned back toward me, a morose expression confirmed the devastating news.
“She"s dead?” The weight of my entire body sank quickly.
“Yes, her neck broke when she hit the statue after the fall from the window,” Connor replied.
“It"s gotta be Coach Oliver. Lorraine surmised he was up to something illegal.” My blood boiled as I shuffled toward the statue. My eyes filled with tears. How could this happ
