danger

Chapter 8

- Murderer? - I asked, in disbelief.
- Yeah... I don't believe it, of course, but people are starting to.
- But she is a nice person!
- I think so as well. Sorry to break it to you. I've got to go, Rachel.
I walked back home alone. How could Leah be a murderer?
When I arrived at home, I was totally sad, but also absolutely mad at Charlotte. I wasn't convinced Leah was a murderer, but if this was the reason she and Charlotte didn't talk, why in the world had Charlotte not told me that? I thought she would be willing to protect me from Leah if that was true, and not letting me be friends with someone who could kill me. But I couldn't worry about that, because I had to worry about Charlotte first. Had Leah killed someone close to her? That would be a good reason for her to stay away from Leah. Or was she just scared, because, without a doubt, it is kind of creepy to be friends with a murderer.
I sat down and called Charlotte. She answered almost immediately.
- You solved the case, didn't you? - She asked
- Case?
- Yeah. The reason why I stay away from Leah.
- Oh. That case. Yes, I did. How do you know?
- Fred loves to gossip around, sweetie.
I froze. I didn't know that! Was he going to gossip around about... me?
- That makes sense, I guess - I answered.
- Are you going to avoid her too, now, right?
- I... I don't know... what if she is innocent?
- Yeah but what if she is not? Listen, I'm running out of battery so I'll have to hang up. Be careful!