Chapter Four
The minute hand on the clock above the classroom door inched forward. Evelyn’s leg jiggled, and she tapped her pencil on the notebook on her desk. The gal next to her frowned, and Evelyn stilled. Would the lecture never be over?
“That’s it for today, folks. Last session is tomorrow, so be prepared for some heavy-duty discussion.” Jasper gestured to Evelyn. “Please remain.”
Her heart skittered. What did he need to talk about? Was something wrong? Had he found the culprit who’d sugared her tank?
Students filed out, the buzz of conversation fading as the room emptied.
She rose and walked to the front of the room. “Do you have news?”
He shook his head. “Unfortunately, not about the vandalism, but I wanted to let you know you passed the written test for the BT, and I’m to be
