Cynthia Dion: 

I walked back to my room and slammed the door shut. I couldn't see any reason to stay with them any longer. Rosalie was clearly being difficult. I paced around the room, feeling my anger rise. Then, my eyes landed on Mr. Holt's closet, and I knew exactly what I had to do.

"There's no way he could be sneaky enough to hide anything that could incriminate him," I muttered to myself, convincing myself that I needed to search through his things. After all, ...