CHAPTER FIVE
The next morning Riley sat in the university auditorium along with other glum-looking students. Although the general campus mood was depressed, she had to wonder if everybody else there felt as miserable as she did. She thought that some of them looked more annoyed than saddened. A few seemed nervous, as though they were frightened by every movement around them.
How do we ever get over something like this? she wondered.
But of course, not everyone had been close to Rhea. Not everyone had even known her. They would surely be horrified at the thought of a murder on campus, but for many of them it wouldn’t be personal.
It was personal for Riley. She couldn’t shake off the horror that had hit her at the sight of Rhea’s …
She couldn’t bring herself to think the words she neede
