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"Seriously."

"'Students from Easton Academy help out with last weekend's Coleman Park Cleanup,'" Marc read,

squinting at the caption. "I remember this! It was my freshman year. There was this park in

downtown Easton that they wanted to renovate and Easton Academy sent all these kids to help. It

was supposed to be a volunteer thing, but everyone who was sent was pretty much being

punished for some infraction or another. All of Billings and half of Ketlar went."

"What was the date of the picture?" I asked.

"It was taken on... May thirteenth," Marc read.

That freakish tingle of discovery I had been feeling so often lately rushed right through me. May

thirteenth. The date was familiar for a reason. That night, Ivy and Cheyenne had broken into Ivy's

grandmother's house in Boston and tripped the alarm. That very night Ivy's grandmother had

suffered her stroke and Ivy's vendetta against Billings had been born.

This was the picture she chose to keep within sight at almost all times? It had to remind her of the

worst day of her life. Why would she keep it so close? Why?

Um, because she's a psycho?116

And then, just like that, it hit me. She'd kept it

as a constant reminder of why she hated Billings so

much. She'd kept it to motivate her in her mission to bring all of us down. Looking at each of the

faces in turn, I got chills for a whole new reason.

One committed. Check

One dead. Check.

Noelle was the only one left.

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"Well, you've got me convinced," Marc said as we headed out of the library together an hour later.

He pulled his hat on and lowered it to his brow line. "I'd say Ivy's a pretty decent suspect."I had

just shared the entire Ivy/Boston/grandmother/Billings story with him and he had been riveted

throughout the telling.

"Glad we're on the same page," I replied as I pulled my scarf up to my chin. "But we do still have

another person on our list."

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