(Mr. Blake)
I sat in my car outside the Vale residence and stared at the house. It was nice. Not as big as mine, but well kept. A two story colonial with a neat lawn and trimmed hedges.
But I wasn't here to admire their property. I was here to confront them about their daughter.
The school board meeting had ended yesterday afternoon. Serena was suspended. The Vales had agreed not to contest it. They had apologized and left.
But something about that meeting bothered me. The way Margaret Vale's face changed when I mentioned the society dinner. The way she lied about Serena being home all night.
I knew she was lying. I saw it in her eyes. And I wasn't going to let it go.
Last night, David had sent me his full report. Every piece of evidence showing that Cole Mitchell had drugged Avery.
