"Watch your step," he said, his grey eyes catching mine.I bristled immediately. "Oh, if it isn't the guy who thinks I'm diseased. What do you want now?"He tilted his head, studying my face intently. "Student killer. That's what they're calling you now."I stepped aside, ready to walk away before I completely broke down in front of him, but his hand shot out and caught my wrist.I whirled back, shocked. His touch was gentle, not restraining, just... Soothing."Sorry about that," he said, and for the first time since I'd met him, his voice carried something other than cold disdain. "I couldn't help with the joke. But look, you have nothing to worry about.""Easy for you to say." I tried to pull my hand back, but he held on."No, I mean it. I believe you."I froze. "What?""The results came back from the body." He released my wrist and crossed his arms. "The knife that was used on Toby? It came from the school armory. And since you literally just got here yesterday, it's pretty damn un
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