(Mr. Blake)
I woke up early on Wednesday morning. Catherine was already awake, sitting at her vanity.
"Are you sure about this?" she asked, watching me in the mirror as I put on my tie.
"Yes," I said. "I called Principal Harrison last night and scheduled a meeting for eight this morning. He needs to see the evidence."
"Good," she said. "That girl needs to be stopped."
I nodded. "She will be."
I arrived at Prestwick Academy at eight in the morning. The parking lot was already full of students heading to their first classes. I parked near the main entrance and grabbed my briefcase from the passenger seat.
Steven had offered to come with me, but I told him it wasn't necessary. This meeting needed to be direct. Just me and Principal Harrison.
I walked through the front doors and headed
