What She Can't See by Hunter Morgan

Author:Hunter Morgan
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: ePublishing Works!
Published: 2018-07-23T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

Liza Jane looked up from her latte when the bell over the deli door signaled another customer's arrival. When she saw Jesse Connor, she raised her hand to get his attention.

He glanced around the shop, spotted her, and approached the booth. He was dressed in jeans, a flannel shirt, and a down vest. Definitely not the look she liked in a man, but she had no intention of dating him.

"Thanks for meeting me," she said.

"Yeah. Sure." Standing at the end of the table, he slipped his hands into his jeans pockets. "I... I was surprised when my mom gave me the message that you'd called." He scuffed his boots, looking down. "At first, I thought she had the name wrong." He gave a laugh. "She does that sometimes. You know, says the cable company called about the bill being late when really it was the phone company."

Liza Jane laid her hand on the middle of the table. "You want to sit down?"

"Um. Yeah. Sure." He sat on the edge of the fake leather bench, then slid over so he was sitting directly in front of her. He'd somehow managed to get his hands in his pockets again.

"I'm having a latte." Liza Jane closed her hands around the paper cup, enjoying the warmth on the chilly morning. "You want one?"

"Um. Nah." He shook his head.

"I know. You just want to know why I called." She released the cup and reached into her backpack beside her, pulling out a notebook. "I called because I'm doing a little work for the campus newspaper and maybe the TV station, and I was hoping you could help me out."

He eyed the notebook and the pen. "What... what kind of help?"

"You realize, it's been almost two weeks since Peter Wright was killed, and do you know how much the students on our campus know about that death? Zilch. Nothing more than what was released that week. Peter was attacked from behind by an unknown suspect, hit in the back of the head, then in the face with a rock found nearby. Then the killer cut off his ear with Peter's own penknife and took his ear, leaving him to die. That's all we know."

He pulled his hands from his pockets to rest diem on the table, where he fiddled with his fingers. "The FBI was brought in by the college's president or the governor or something."

"I know that, Jesse." She nodded, looking into his pale brown eyes. "My dad's an FBI agent, remember? He was assigned to this case. I know you probably talked to him after the murder."

Jesse bobbed his head. Half-smiled. "He was nice to me. I... I really didn't know anything."

"Jesse, my point here is that students are scared, and the FBI is refusing to cooperate. No one's said exactly why they were even called. Obviously it must have something to do with Bart Johnson's death... maybe even Jessica Lawson's."

"I wouldn't know anything about that."

Liza Jane tapped her hand on the table. "Students want more information.

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