Chapter 12
Lance and I decided to go to his room instead of the library. We were freaked out by the "dead" body.
When we got to his room, we sat down on one of the beds.
"Well, your main suspect is now dead. Who do you think the killer is now?" I asked.
"Probably Joey," he said.
"Why Joey?"
"He has a motive for killing almost everyone who died. Plus the prints."
"Yea. He killed Yasmine because she wouldn't go out with him."
"And Chris because he got Charity as his girlfriend," added Lance.
"And Joseph because he gave Charity to Chris and not him."
"But what about the others?"
"I've read tons of mysteries. The killer always has to kill a few people that have no connection to him as a cover up."
"Yea."
"So should we turn him in?" I asked.
"We'd have to think of a way to catch him in the act."
"But how will we know when he's going to strike?"
"That's the problem. We don't," he said.
"So what should we do?"
"I guess we wait for the perfect time and then turn him in."
"Okay. We stll have awhile before dinner. What should we do?" I asked.
"Didn't you get the note?"
"What note?"
"They sent a note to all the rooms. There's a meeting about the masquerade ball a half hour before dinner. Didn't you see it?"
"Rose must have thrown it away."
"Nat, Rose doesn't live with you anymore."
"That's right. I must not have seen it."
"Let's go to your room to check. We have a few minutes."
Lance and I walked to my room. We searched everywhere, but we didn't find it. However, we did find another note.
"What's this?" Lance asked.
"I dunno. Let me see it," I said.
Lance handed me the note, and I read it.
Dear Nat,
Went out with Justin. Be back late. Don't worry.
Alyse
"Wonder where they went," I said.
"Dunno," said Lance, "but they're gonna miss the meeting."
"And so are we if we don't hurry," I said, and we left for the living room. We were the last one's there.
"Glad you two decided to join us," said Allison. "Is everyone here?"
"Well, Justin and Alyse went out. Nadine, Josh, and JC are at the hospital, and Fred's still mourning, but other than that, yea," I said.
"Oh. Well, I'm Allison, the religious leader, but I also substitute for any staff member who can't fulfil his or her duties since there's not much for a religious leader to do at a place like this, so here I am substituting for Kennith. We're gathered here today to discuss the masquerade ball that's scheduled for tomorrow night. You'll all dress in some sort of costume that you'll make from your clothes that you packed or from borrowing clothes from others. The ball will start one hour after dinner. At the ball, it'll basically be like a dance. There'll be music, refreshments, dancing, a DJ who still thinks we like to do the "Macarana" and "Electric Slide", fun. Any questions"
No one said anything.
"Good. Somehow with Kennith that always took a lot longer. We still have twenty minutes until dinner, so I'll see you then," said Allison and everyone got up to leave.
"What should we be?" Lance asked.
"We could go as Bill and Monica. I think I have a baret somewhere in my suitcase," I said.
"Okay. That should be good. I think I have a suit too."
We hung around the living room for awhile, and then it was time for dinner. We went to the dining room and sat with the others, or at least what was left of them. Tonight's dinner was meatloaf. We all thought that was dreadfully exciting.
Somehow, we started talking about our costumes for the masquerade ball.
"Joey, what are you being for the ball?" Lance asked.
"Superman," said Joey.
"Like we didn't see that one coming," said Lance.
"What about you, Erica?" I asked.
"I dunno. Maybe Madonna," she said.
"That should be funny," I said.
Just then we heard a scream from the kitchen. Everyone left their ever exciting meatloaf and ran through the double doors that lead to the kitchen. Laying on one of the counters was Lauryn Mead's body.
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