Dead Girl Dating: A Spooky College Murder Mystery (Death and Dating Mysteries) by Polly Harris

Author:Polly Harris [Harris, Polly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-07-24T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 19

With Isa nearly on the verge of a mental breakdown, we leave Magnolia and head back to the dorms. We fill Margo in on what happened when we get back, and she’s shocked, demanding to go back to the music building to see the evidence.

“I’m sure it’ll be all over campus tomorrow,” I say. The last thing I want to do is go back to Magnolia right now. I don’t know if I want to go back ever. Which is problematic considering most of my classes take place there.

But in the morning, when I muster what remaining courage I have and saunter back to Magnolia for my morning class, I’m shocked when I open the front doors.

The floor is absolutely blank.

Nothing but clean, polished hardwood.

I walk numbly up to where the message had been only hours before, brushing the floor with my foot in disbelief.

It had been painted on the floor. There’s not even a hint of red anywhere. Nothing to suggest anything had even been here.

Could a janitor have cleaned it up? The thought sends a comforting jolt of reality through me, but it doesn’t last long. We’d left the music building around midnight, and it’s currently 8 a. m. There’s no way a janitor would have cleaned up that enormous mess in the dead of night.

Students brush past me, up the stairs, on their way to classes, utterly unaware of what took place here less than twelve hours ago. I assumed the new Magnolia Hall graffiti would take campus by storm, but apparently Delamarre prefers a quieter haunting.

She did, after all, ask to rest.

That night, the four of us huddle in my and Isa’s dorm room again, going over, in excruciating detail, the events of last night.

“You’re sure it was actually there?” Margo asks.

“All three of us saw it,” Isa says.

Ian nods. “It was painted on the floor—there’s no way around it.”

“And it was gone by 8 a.m.,” I repeat.

Isa and Margo are situated on her bed. Ian sits cross legged on the foot of my bed, while I’m lounging back into my pillows.

“You don’t think it could actually be … her?” Isa asks quietly, her gaze flicking around the room to each of us.

I’m silent. Because while it’s a crazy idea, I can’t deny that I’d been thinking the same thing all day. That we’d been getting too nosy, and Daisy got mad.

“It can’t be Delamarre’s ghost,” Margo says pragmatically with a firm shake of her head. “It had to have been someone messing with you guys.”

“You weren’t there!” Isa declares. “Whatever it was made noises from opposite ends of the building.”

Margo glances to me for confirmation.

I nod. “The noises were coming from everywhere.”

She seems at a loss for words now. She leans back against the pillows on Isa’s bed with a thoughtful sigh.

“Either way …” Ian says slowly, shooting me a meaningful look. “It might be time we stop this.”

His words are followed by a silence that hangs in the air around us like a cloud.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.