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waved a hand at Aaron and walked over to the wet bar in the game room.
    To his surprise, Claude Kirkpatrick was sitting by himself, his head bowed over his beer. "What's wrong, Claude?"
    "You know, Aaron's the one who's playing hotshot. Not you. You hear about the band he's going to be playing in? He's the lead singer, of course, and they're going to play some of his songs. I've heard them and I'll tell you, Will, I can write better lyrics."
    "Yeah, you probably can."
    Will knew Claude had a jealous streak, that he suspected Aaron was trying to steal Paige from him. Still, he was surprised by Kirkpatrick's sudden change in mood.
    Claude slid off the stool and straightened his back. "Oh, forget it. Just forget it." He walked away.
    Forget what? Will thought.
    Just then the door to the Jacuzzi room opened. Steam filtered out and Paige Davis, wearing a bikini, stepped into the doorway. "Hey, catch! I found my dad's swim suit on the shelf in here." She threw him a pair of khaki trunks. "Oh, Will. I thought Claude was sitting there."
    She started laughing, laughing too loud and too long. Then she rocked from side to side, a wide grin on her face, her wet hair plastered against her head and shoulders. "Well, don't just sit there. C'mon and join us."
    "Maybe later."
    "Oh, this stuff is weird. I feel like I'm melting, you know, like an ice cube." She started laughing again. "Pretty soon there won't be anything left of me." She leaned forward and smiled. Her eyes were all pupil. "I'm melting away."
    She ducked back, closing the door, and Will heard her muffled laughter. He set the trunks down on the counter and poured himself a soft drink.
    "So Paige couldn't lure you into the Jacuzzi?" Taylor said as she sat on the adjacent stool.
    He shrugged. "I guess not."
    "I think she's on the Chill."
    "What is it?"
    "Some kind of new designer drug the Hollywood crowd's into. It's real expensive. Aaron was trying to get me to try it earlier."
    "I never heard of it."
    "It was around here last summer. There were rumors that it was coming here in a big way, then I never heard anything more about it—until tonight."

Chapter Six
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    "W ill. Will, wake up, Will."
    Marion Connors's voice reached him from far away and pulled him up from a deep sleep. He rubbed his face, blinked his eyes, and looked at the clock on the bed stand. It was seven-fifteen.
    "Mom," he said in a gravelly voice, "it's Saturday."
    "Will, there's someone here to see you. It's about Myra."
    He sat up and saw his mother standing in the doorway wearing a robe. "Did she come home?"
    "You better get dressed and come upstairs." The tension in her voice snapped Will wide awake.
    He pulled on a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt and headed for the bathroom. A couple of minutes later, he found his mother sitting at the kitchen table with a woman about her age. She had short blond hair and wore a ski sweater that might have been purchased in the sports clothing shop Will's mother owned.
    "Will, this is Stephanie Olsen. She's a detective with the sheriff's office. She wants to ask a few questions."
    "What happened to Myra?"
    "Sit down, Will." It was more of a command than a request. Her large green eyes searched his face as he eased into a chair.
    "We found the minivan in Carbondale. It was stolen by a couple of kids who found it at Ashcroft Thursday night. They say the keys were in the ignition. No one was around, so they took it."
    "What about Myra?"
    "They claim they never saw her."
    "Do you believe them?"
    "My feeling after talking with them is that they weren't hiding anything. Neither of them has a history of violence, and they both passed lie detector tests last night."
    Will thought about the implications and realized that Detective Olsen probably didn't think that Myra had run away. Something had happened to her, something bad, and Will was a suspect—maybe the only suspect.
    "Do you remember Myra wearing a red scarf Thursday night?"
    Will thought a moment. "Yeah, but she