She thought about not saying anything but that was impossible. The words came without thought. "When I first came to the school, Sister Louise told me that my name was Jane and so … that became my name. She said that Martier sounded like a boy's name and that … that Besigye was the name of a murderer."
"Jesus." Tim sat on the end of his desk in front of her. "She gave you a new name? And your real name is Martier? Besigye…"
Martier nodded.
"Okay, and why are you dressed in yesterday's clothes? Did something happen?"
Martier rubbed her forehead. She looked tired. "Sister Louise kicked me out."
"Oh my God. She kicked you out? You weren't late! I mean …" He reached for the phone. "What's her number? I'm going to call that school and get this straightened out, or, by God, they will never
