CHAPTER NINETEEN
Abby Costello’s roommate was a sobbing mess when Avery and Kellaway arrived at their apartment. She was another petite blonde, barely able to keep herself in a sitting position on the couch when they arrived. Her name was Amy Dupree and even before Avery had the chance to question her, there was quite a bit that she surmised about the two girls simply based on the apartment.
The pictures of Abby and Amy in the living room showed them cheesing in front of a camera with parties going on behind them. One of the picture frames bore the Greek letters that made up Sigma Sigma Sigma—Tri Sig.
Sorority sisters from college, Avery thought. It at least helped her better understand why Amy was taking the news of Abby’s death so particularly hard.
Maybe it was because of the age si
