According to Moon, as of that morning the police only wanted to question me about the robbery. Maybe the guy with the red backpack who'd snapped my picture had made a detour on his way to the police station or he'd had a Mind-I malfunction. No one seemed to know about the dead man in the forest, but Moon agreed to call in an anonymous tip once I was safely off Mayvel. Whether he'd tried to kill me or not, I couldn't leave him there to rot.

I'd slept under the professor's desk ...