I scrolled through my email but had nothing from Myriam or Siobhan, which meant I couldn"t yet check Carla"s handwriting against the note we"d found in Coach Oliver"s office. I left the cafeteria and began my hike across North Campus toward the baseball field. I took the longer route as I had several minutes before it was time to meet Striker. After passing the last set of academic buildings, I heard my name being called. I turned and saw from a distance Dean Terry jogging toward me. I stood on the far side of the campus, not remotely near any other buildings. It was a half-mile walk to reach the parking lot for the sports field, which meant I would be alone with Dean Terry for too long. Although I could defend myself, two women had already been killed.
“Dean Terry, what brings you along
