The place was coated in pink for Ivey.
“Excuse me. FBI,” he said, as they showed her their badges. “Can you tell us where to find Robert Fergus?” he asked. “I believe he’s the principal.”
She pointed down the hall when she saw his badge.
“The glassed-in room at the end of the hall is the office. He was in there ten minutes ago. If he’s not, there are other teachers in there making copies and prepping for later today who might know where he is.”
He thanked her, and the two of them headed that way. Yeah, this place was nothing like he remembered.
It felt welcoming.
Not cold.
There were smiling pictures of Ivey everywhere, and there were also teachers crying.
It was time for Ethan to get into the right mindset again. This wasn’t about him returning here, but about a woman who was peeled and murdered.
“What do we know about her?” Ethan asked. “I know you researched her, and the cops gave us a little information.”
He had.
Why?
Because he was on desk duty, and when he ran shit, Ethan was always prepared with backup information for him.
“Ivey was a teacher here for eight years. During those eight years, she taught Chemistry and Biology,” Gene offered. “Eleventh and twelfth grade. She was the drama teacher in her downtime since the school needed one.”
Ethan made mental notes.
“What else?”
“I’m currently running social media. As soon as I have something, I’ll give it to you.”
That worked for Ethan.
“I know she owned her own home, has a car, and nothing that shows she wasn’t law-abiding.”
He wasn’t shocked. As a teacher, she’d have to pass certain testing to be around children, much like they did as agents.
“We need to know what connects them.”
Gene was aware.
“I’ll find it. I need a little time to pull it off.”
Honestly, he didn’t doubt him. Gene had never let him down before.
Inside the main office, he could see there were some people, so he cleared his throat to get their attention.
And it worked.
Everyone looked over. A guy was on the phone, talking to the media, one was at the copier, and one was blowing up balloons that said,‘we will miss you’.
It was clear that they were going to be releasing them in Ivey’s honor.
Yeah, she was definitely well-loved.
“FBI,” Ethan said, as they both held up their badges. “We need to speak to Robert Fergus,” he added.
