CHAPTER 10
ONCE KENNEDY GOT BACK to her dorm, she spent half an hour before class studying for the next day’s calculus test. She munched on dry Cheerios and thought about her meeting with Nick while she worked on her practice problems.
St. Margaret’s was a big church. Why should it be so hard to find one girl? There should be at least a few dozen families who homeschooled, right? And none of them had a thirteen-year-old daughter? It didn’t make sense.
When it was time for her to close her books and head to her Russian lit class, she still wasn’t any closer to an answer. Maybe she should call Carl, see what he said. She had gone over her phone conversations with Rose hundreds of times already. Had she forgotten something — one little detail that could solve the whole mystery? During clas
