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Hearing what others have said doesn’t help the fear I already have for Mr. Flint. But I need to speak to Jordan on my own, without prying ears.
“I’ll be fine, and Jordan will be here soon, so I won’t be on my own.”
“Everything okay?” Jordan asks, making me jump.
I turn around, my hand over heart, and gasp. “Could you not sneak up on people.”
She winces. “Sorry.”
Alex chuckles, grabbing his things. “Since she’s here, I’ll go. Make sure you walk to your cars together.”
“We will,” I tell him.
When he’s gone, Jordan arches her brow questioningly. “What did I miss?”
I wave her off. “Nothing that can’t wait.” I pause, before pleading with her. “Please tell me you’ve found something.”
She lowers her gaze before sitting down, and a sinking feeling hits the pit of my stomach. She’s found something, and it’s bad. It has to be.
“Are you sure you want to hear this?” she asks, and I feel sick again.
“Yes. I need to know. He’s going out of his mind, Jordan. I’ve hardly seen him. He’s pulling away from me. The only person he really spends time with is Cole.”
“I did some digging after you told me everything.”
I put my hand up, stopping her, feeling the blood drain from my face. “You haven’t told anyone, have you?”
She grabs my hand and rushes out, “No, of course not.”
I sag against my chair. “Thank you. Go on.”
“All the girls have one thing in common: CJ,” she says, her eyes filled with sadness.
I push my chair back and get up, tears running down my face. “No. He didn’t do this. I asked for your help to help him, not make him look guilty.”
She rears back at my remark, like I’ve slapped her. “Allie, calm down, please. I would never think CJ did these things. Let me explain.”
I wipe my cheeks and take a seat. “I’m sorry. Everything is getting to me. I miss him so much.”
She rubs the top of my hand soothingly. “He just needs time. This is big. It must have hit him hard.”
“It has,” I tell her, sighing. “What did you find? How do they all have CJ in common?”
She pulls her laptop out of her bag, loads it up, and clicks on a file on the homepage. Photos pop up on the screen, and I frown when I see CJ standing next to Christie. I knew he knew her but seeing them together hurts. She was evil, a bitch, and I always wondered if he slept with her. I’ve been too scared to ask, afraid of what the answer will be.
She clicks onto the next photo. “This is Linda Cooper. She and CJ both run Whithall Hospice Charity together. I’m not sure if they knew each other personally, but this photo is of everyone who had taken part.”
I take a closer look at the photo. Linda Cooper is smiling wide, sweat pouring off her, and her arms around another young girl and a middle-aged man. Next to him stands CJ, seeming just as exhausted and sweaty as the rest of them.
I turn to Jordan, my eyes wide. “What does this mean?”
She points over to the screen with her eyes. This time I’m looking at a new photo. “This is Marie Fleet. It seems they were out with a group of friends. Lilian Clarke, according to her Facebook posts from a year ago, actually slept with CJ. CJ also knew Kate through her brother Dylan.”
“This doesn’t make sense. CJ has never once mentioned he knew these girls.”
She shrugs. “Why would he? Linda was a sixteen-year-old girl when this photo was taken. CJ, no offence, wouldn’t pay attention to her. And if you haven’t noticed, CJ loves his photo being taken. Being in a photo with a group of people is not rare for him. Why would he remember these being taken? Plus, they aren’t even friends on Facebook. I doubt they know each other personally. He isn’t even tagged. From what I know of him, he probably jumped in front of the camera randomly, and most likely didn’t know one person in the photo.”
“What about Lilian?”
