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taking this matter seriously and moving as fast as we can.”<br />

The reporters began bombarding the cop with questi<strong>on</strong>s. “Why did the officer <strong>on</strong> the scene delay the<br />

search?” “Is there something the cops are covering up?” “Is it true that Ian broke house arrest earlier in<br />

the<br />

week and met with <strong>on</strong>e of the girls who found his body?”<br />

Emily bit her pinkie nail, surprised that the press had found out that Ian had staked out Spencer <strong>on</strong> her<br />

back patio. Who told them that? Wilden? One of the other cops? A?<br />

The cop raised his hand, silencing them. “Like I just explained, Officer Wilden did not delay the search.<br />

We<br />

had to obtain the proper permits to get access to those woods—they’re private property. As for Mr.<br />

Thomas<br />

breaking house arrest, that’s not something I’m prepared to comment <strong>on</strong> right now.”<br />

The waitress made a tsk sound and flipped channels to another newscast. Rosewood Reacts, said the big<br />

yellow capti<strong>on</strong>. There was a girl <strong>on</strong> the screen. Emily immediately recognized her raven black hair and<br />

wraparound Gucci sunglasses. Jenna Cavanaugh.<br />

Emily’s stomach flipped. Jenna Cavanaugh. The girl Emily and her friends had accidentally blinded in<br />

sixth<br />

grade. The girl who’d told Aria, just over two m<strong>on</strong>ths ago, that Ali had troubling “sibling” problems with<br />

her<br />

brother, Jas<strong>on</strong>, problems Emily didn’t even want to think about.<br />

She jumped up from the table. “Let’s go,” she blurted out, averting her eyes from the TV.<br />

Isaac stood too, looking c<strong>on</strong>cerned. “I’ll have them turn the TV off.”<br />

Emily shook her head. “I want to leave.”<br />

“Okay, okay,” Isaac said gently, pulling out a few limp bills and setting them <strong>on</strong> his coffee cup. Emily<br />

staggered<br />

for the fr<strong>on</strong>t door. When she reached the little area by the hostess stand, she felt Isaac’s hand close<br />

over hers.<br />

“I’m sorry,” she said guiltily, her eyes filling with tears. “You didn’t even get to eat your sandwich.”

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