Rushing to Die by Emory Lindsay

Author:Emory, Lindsay [Emory, Lindsay]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2015-11-30T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-four

AT THIS POINT, I was 98 percent sure that giving Ty Hatfield my full participation in his murder investigations was the right thing to do. Rush was super important, of course, but the death of a freshman rushee hit me hard, and I couldn’t get her out of my mind all day. Her identity was broadcast almost immediately on social media: Daria Cantrell, a freshman business major, from Cleveland. Her last Instagram was being reposted everywhere, a photo of her hand, holding a Starbucks cup, with the hashtag #letsdothis.

As I let Ty into the Deb house, that tiny 2 percent of doubt hung around my head. Voluntarily getting involved in another set of murders I was one hundred percent sure my chapter was not involved in had not been in my rush-week plan.

But Daria Cantrell’s Starbucks cup haunted me. How could I not offer up my help to the Sutton Police Department? It could be my Instagram picture next. Or Aubrey’s. Or Callie’s. Or anyone on Greek Row. Daria Cantrell would never again post a selfie with the hashtag #Iwokeuplikethis. If another woman died or was hurt, I would not be able to forgive myself.

Ty followed me into the chapter advisor’s apartment on the first floor of the house, where Zoe was waiting. He took one look at my desk and groaned, closing his eyes like he was in pain. “Please tell me this is not what I think it is.”

Well . . . “What do you think it is?” I asked, just to be sure before I implicated myself in anything.

“I think it’s a very expensive, very thorough surveillance system.” He peered at one of the monitors that held nine different camera angles. “Are those . . .” His mouth kind of hinged open, then he turned his head to look at me. “You bugged the other houses?”

“NO!” I gasped.

“Define ‘bugged,’ ” Zoe said.

“Why didn’t you come forward with this before?” He was having a very hard time controlling himself. I took a step back, just to be safe.

“It was—”

“—don’t say it—”

“—confidential,” I finished.

“I told you not to say that.” Ty spoke through a clenched jaw, and I was sort of worried about what his dentist must see in his mouth. He leaned over again, examining the third monitor. Out of six, stacked high.

“You have the Tri Mu backyard . . .” He paused, steadied himself. “You have almost the whole damn Greek Row on camera.” He kept staring at the camera feeds, and Zoe and I exchanged nervous glances. I wasn’t quite sure that a silent police officer was a safe police officer.

“Ty—”

“Shhh.” He cut me off with a hand slicing through the air. “I’m trying to figure out a few things.”

“Like?”

“Like how to explain to the district attorney that I got evidence from a private surveillance system.”

I knew the answer to that. “Voluntarily,” I affirmed with a quick nod. “You got this completely voluntarily.”

He frowned. Maybe that was the wrong answer? “What else were you trying to figure out?” I asked.

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