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“You were the only one with substance,” Jason added, giving her a kind, alluring smile. Aria’s insides
turned over. Substance was good…right?
“Are you going into Philadelphia?” Aria blurted, groping for something to say. She instantly wanted to
smack her forehead. Duh. Of course he was going into Philadelphia. This train line didn’t go anywhere
else.
Jason nodded. “To Penn. I just transferred. I used to go to Yale.”
Aria refrained from saying I know. The day Ali told them Jason had gotten into Yale, his top-choice
school,
Aria had considered drawing him a Congratulations card. But she decided against it, afraid Ali would
tease
her.
“It’s great,” Jason went on. “I only have classes Mondays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays, and I get out
early
enough to take the three P.M. bullet train back to Yarmouth.”
“Yarmouth?” Aria repeated.
“My parents moved there for the trial.” Jason shrugged and riffled his paperback’s pages through his
fingers.
“I moved into the apartment above the garage. I figured they needed me to help them through this…
stuff.”
“Right.” Aria’s stomach started to ache. She couldn’t imagine how Jason was dealing with Ali’s murder—
not
only had his old classmate killed her, but that he’d then vanished. She licked her lips, thinking of answers
for what she guessed would be his next questions: What was it like seeing Ian’s body in the woods?
Where
do you think it is now? Do you think someone moved it?
But Jason just sighed. “I usually get on at Yarmouth, but today I had something to do in Rosewood. So
here
I am.”
Outside, an Amtrak bullet train roared into the station. The other people who had been waiting stood up