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SAY IT, she typed.
The cursor flickered. Finally, the next message arrived with a loud bloop.
Jason DiLaurentis, Ian wrote. And Darren Wilden.
Spencer pressed her hand to her clammy cheeks, a fault opening in her head. She remembered the
photo
that had been on her dad’s screen saver, the one of all of them at the DiLaurentises’ house in the
Poconos.
Jason’s wet hair had stretched down past his shoulders, as long as a girl’s. She widened her eyes at Emily
and Hanna. “Jason’s hair used to be long back then, remember? So if Ian saw two people with long,
blond
hair…”
“It could’ve been him,” Emily whispered. “And Ali.”
Spencer shut her eyes. It fit the memory she had of that night, too. After she’d fought with Ali and fallen,
Ali
had run down the path. Spencer had looked across the yard and had seen Ali talking to someone. Of
course
she’d assumed it was Ian—so many signs pointed to him. But as she squeezed her eyes shut and thought
hard, the picture began to change. The person no longer had Ian’s chiseled jaw and short, wavy hair. His
hair was straighter and blonder, his features more delicate. He leaned into Ali intimately, but also
protectively.
The way a brother would, not a boyfriend.
How could it have happened? Was it a twisted accident? Was Jason overcome with disturbing rage over
what his sister was doing with Ian? Had they fought, and had Ali accidentally fallen into the hole? Had
Jason
and Wilden run off into the woods, petrified by what had happened? Ian wouldn’t have told the cops
about seeing anyone in the woods with Ali, because that would’ve put him at the scene—and he’d also
have
had to explain his and Ali’s secret relationship. But when he came forward with what he really knew
after