I slip out my Maths textbook from my locker, closing it with my shoulder, when the door to classroom 11-B opens and the sheriff walks out, Lizzie following him closely.
The teacher is disoriented behind them, trying in vain to talk some sense into the sheriff. The man hooks his thumbs around his belt, fingers stroking the gun lodged in it's holster.
" Mr. Matthew, let me do my job. Interfere in this one last time and I'll tell the principal about this. "
The teacher flashes Lizzie an apologetic look, watching as the sheriff leads her out of the school. I rush over to him.
" What's going on? Where're they taking her? "
He rakes veiny fingers through his oily dark hair, teeth sinking into his bottom lip.
" This is bad, really bad. She's being suspected for the murder of Nicole - "
" I thought they said it was an animal? "
" I don't understand either. "
I gaze at the sheriff again as they walk through the entrance door, without thinking, I sprint after them.
" Mr. Jasher?! " The teacher yells behind me.
The door closes shut and I push my weight on it, bursting outside and racing down the stone steps. Sheriff Gallagher opens the back door of his police car and Lizzie slips in.
I race to the black sports car packed in the packing lot, Adams slipping into the driver's seat.
" Where to, sir? "
I peer behind my shoulder as sheriff Gallagher reverses out of the school's front yard.
" Follow that car now. Step on it! "
Adams aggressively reverses out of the front yard, stepping on the accelerator.
The drive is a little long, but eventually, the sheriff pulls into the station and Adams follows, killing the engine.
" Is everything okay, sir? "
I ignore his question, racing out of the car, after the sheriff and Lizzie Todd. I burst open the door and sheriff Gallagher sighs at my appearance.
" What is it, Mr. Jasher? "
I push away wet strands of my hair. " What's the matter? Why is she here? "
" That's none of your business, Jasher. Don't make me call your dad, go back to school. "
" I have the right to know! Is she being suspected for murder? I thought you said Nicole was killed by a wolf. "
His jaw works and he rushes over to grab my arm. " If your dad wasn't influential, I would put your ass in jail for disrespecting me. Go back to school now! "
I drag my arm from his grip, glaring holes at his forehead.
" Jasher? " Lizzie mutters. " Please do me a favor, call my mom? "
Is she ordering me? I feel Gallagher's eyes on me and smile nicely.
" Sure. "I glare at Gallagher one last time and leave.
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