Inside the canteen. Jessy and her mother were having breakfast.
"I'm sorry, Mom, I was not able to buy your ice cream and nachos last night," Jessy said.
"And why is that?" Sarah asked, not feeling upset at all. "Something went wrong?"
"Well, when I visit Virgie and her family in the city, I witnessed a murder about to happen..."
"Huh? What do you mean?" Sarah frowned.
