I turned back around and quickened my steps. "Don't look, but Professor Woolery's right behind us."

"She's not going to try anything in a crowded hallway," Echo said.

"Accidents happen," I said, thinking of Vickie. Her murder had been no accident.

"So we go to our next class." Jon shrugged. "Pretend like nothing's wrong."

Echo shot him a look. "How practical of you."

"Thanks. It's what I was going to do anyway," he said, ...