The Mysteries of Megan Glen

Secret Book Club: 6

After telling Sam what I’d learned about Colby, he made sure there were cops guarding Jim and Kumara before driving me to the high school. The day had passed faster than I‘d realized and it was a surprise to realize school was getting out already. Usually I stayed at the library longer, my excuse being that I went there after school, but today I wanted to go home.

Today I had to think about the strange turn of the case. This was much more than a woman writing a book based off crimes she committed. The three people in the club that I’d met seemed scared out of their wits about the supposed leaders. Surely Colby couldn’t be as scared since he was a cop; an important and well trained one at that. But what if he were the leader? It seemed unlikely, but I wouldn’t jump to any conclusions.

I met Danny and Lacey on the side of the school where they were waiting for Barry to pick them up. I ignored the stares I was getting from the other students and focused on the two in front of me. “How was school?”

“Fine, how was your case?” Danny returned, looking like he was actually interested.

Shrugging, I muttered, “Caught the girl breaking into the houses, but something much bigger came out of that.”

Lacey furrowed her eyebrows and interrupted, “What are you guys talking about?”

“I work with the police,” I explained distractedly. “Danny helped me with a case a bit yesterday- oh great.” The last two words were a result of Jenny Hartman approaching us.

She reached us and looked over at me with disgust. “What brings you around here? We all thought you went to jail for trespassing on a crime scene or killing someone or whatever.”

“Nope, I’m still walking free, much to your displeasure I’m sure. How has your senior year been? I heard you joined the newspaper club, how is that going?”

Jenny blushed a bright red and hissed. “How did you know that?”

“Oh you’ve watched every episode of Sherlock- the new show- you must be able to figure it out,” I hinted, my eyes glued to Barry’s car which was slowly moving forward in the long line of cars.

She placed her hands on her hips, but it wasn’t as threatening as she had hoped. “Don’t pretend you’re that smart. You obviously make stuff up.”

“Wrong, but science never was your strong point. This is Danny and that’s his sister, Lacey.” I wished the car would hurry up. I wanted be alone so I could think.

Jenny glanced at the two teens next to me with shock. “They’re not your friends, are they? Who would want to be friends with you?”

“They’re not my friends, they’re staying with me. If you’ll excuse us, Barry is here,” I replied, looking at her one last time before starting towards the car. “And Jenny, you should probably tell someone about that drinking problem of yours. It’s dangerous.”

A few people nearby giggled and I hid my smile as I got into the car. Revenge was sweet. It was even sweeter when it was the girl that made my life in high school the worst it could have possibly been. It was good to see that she wasn’t as full of herself anymore, even if she was still bitter.

“How did you know she was on the newspaper?” Lacey asked, sitting next to me. Danny sat in the front with my stepdad and they instantly started talking about sports.

Not feeling like explaining, I shrugged, “A lucky guess.”

“You don’t guess, you know,” Danny protested, not as into the conversation as he had seemed to be. I wasn’t really focusing as well as I should have been, but I was trying to think!