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    “Leo.” I swiveled on the car seat, looking at him over my shoulder. “Would you like to go for a cup of coffee some day?”
    I blinked a yes, and again, nodded an affirmative.
    “Great, nice chatting with you.” I liked his suggestive grin.
    I waltzed into the house and found Dad in the living room watching the World News.
    “Hey, Leo. Who was that?”
    “Who was what?”
    Frowning, he repeated, “Who brought you home. It wasn’t that Henry kid.”
    “Were you spying on me through the curtains?” I wasn’t angry, it struck me as silly.
    “That’s my job, kiddo.”
    “Becket Kane drove me home after practice.”
    “A kid from school, I assume.”
    I sighed. “Yes.”
    His mouth gathered to the side.
    I plopped onto the couch and pillowed an arm beneath my head.
    Dad fractured my effervescent mood. “The local news is teeming with allegations about that dead body found on Tarpon Hill. They said it was badly mutilated.”
    “Did they say who it was yet?”
    “Yeah, a guy that graduated from Star Hallow last year. Skipper Townsend. Do you remember him?”
    My chest caved, of course I knew Skipper. He was Star Hallows’s renowned drug dealer. “I…I kind of remember seeing him around school.”
    “And they found a second body in Hallow Saints Cemetery. He went by the name of David Galbraith, did you know him too?”
    In shock, I mumbled, “Ah-huh.”
    “Police are investigating. The news is presuming it’s a drug related crime. They interviewed Detective Dyl.” Dad’s voice sounded scratchy. “You…you remember him?”
    I laid there like a corpse.
    Dad went on, “He said they had an anonymous tip. A garbled 911 call leading them to the cemetery. The Detective is asking for anyone with information to…to please step forward.”
    After a tenuous pause, Dad cried, “I’m reliving it all over again, Leo.”
     

Chapter 5
    “It’s not the same,” I retorted, rolling off the couch. “Mom was an innocent victim.”
    Through his whimpering, Dad said, “So are those boys, so young.”
    “You can’t take every murder to heart. It’s not healthy.”
    “Leo, how many murders have occurred in Star Hallow in the last year?”
    Feeling ill. His question caught me off guard. “I…I don’t know.”
    “Only one—Lily, your mother. Now two more.” He hiccupped as drool dribbled from his mouth. “This is a sleepy little town. Murders don’t happen in the Hallows.”
    “Dad, you’re talking ridiculous.” I couldn’t stand looking at his crushed face as my stomach pitched. I scurried to the bathroom and barfed the paltry scraps I’d eaten that day.
    While trying to ignore his wallowing sobs, I hobbled to my room like an old lady. Just as I flipped the lock the telephone rang. Dad wasn’t in any shape to answer so I raced into the kitchen.
    “Where have you been?” Nona’s voice blared through the receiver. “I’ve been calling your cell for over an hour.”
    “I’m sorry, I forgot to tell you. I lost my cell.”
    “Where’d you lose it?”
    Hesitant to explain the incident in the cemetery I felt the need to keep it secret, at least for now. “I don’t know.”
    “Will your dad fork out money to get you a new one?”
    “I hope so.”
    She burst with impatience. “You know why I called, right?”
    Nona knew nothing of my funk and I tried to absorb her gusto. My whole psyche flip-flopped as I relayed, “He asked me to go for coffee.” I had to hold the phone away from my ear as she screeched like a banshee.
    “I told you so.” She pealed a redundant squeal. “Becket’s been eyeing you for a while now.”
    “What did Reggie tell you?”
    “He’s closed mouthed. Won’t nark on a friend.” She sounded flippant. “All I know is that Becket actually did need a ride to get his car. It was fate, Leo, plain and simple.”
    “Hah, that’s what you call it? I call it a coincidence.”
    “I don’t believe in coincidences.” She was getting dramatic. “It was