No, she thought. Hes got too much class for that.
Not that he didnt have his sights on hershe was sure he did.
But he knew better than to move on her too fast.
Impressive, she thought.
She managed to reply, Yeah, me too.
He smiled a sincere-looking smile.
It was nice to meet you, Riley Sweeney.
Riley smiled back.
It was nice to meet you too, Ryan Paige.
Ryan chuckled and said, Aw, you remembered.
Without another word, he got up and left.
Rileys mind boggled at all that hadnt happened. They hadnt exchanged phone numbers, she hadnt mentioned which dorm she was in, and she still had no idea where he lived. And he hadnt even asked her out on a real future date.
It wasnt because he didnt expect there to be a real date, she was sure of that.
No, he was simply confident. He was sure their paths would cross again soon, and he expected chemistry to kick in.
And Riley more than half-believed he was right.
Just then she heard Trudys voice call out.
Hey, Riley! Who was the cute guy?
Riley turned and saw Trudy coming down the stairs, carrying a full pitcher of beer in one hand and a mug in the other. Three other girls from their dorm were tagging along behind her. They all looked pretty drunk.
Riley didnt reply to Trudys question. She only hoped Ryan was out of earshot by now.
As the girls approached the table, Riley asked
Wheres Rhea?
Trudy looked all around.
I dunno, she said in a slurred voice. Where is Rhea?
One of the other girls said, Rhea went back to the dorm.
What! Trudy said. She left and didnt tell me?
She did tell you, another girl said.
The girls were all about to climb into the booth with Riley. Rather than get trapped in there with them, Riley got up from her seat.
We should all go home, she said.
With a flurry of protests, the girls seated themselves, giggling and obviously settling in for a long night.
Riley gave up on them. She walked upstairs and out the front door. Outside, she took a deep breath of cool, fresh air. It was March and sometimes cold at night here in the Shenandoah Valley of Virginia, but the chill was welcome after the stuffy, smoke-filled bar.
It was a short, well-lit walk back to the campus and her dorm. She felt that the evening had turned out pretty well. Shed only had a glass of wine, just enough to be relaxing, and there had also been that guy
Ryan Paige.
She smiled.
No, she hadnt forgotten his name.
*Riley was sleeping deeply and dreamlessly when something jarred her awake.
What? she wondered.
At first, she thought maybe someone had shaken her by the shoulder.
But no, that wasnt it.
As she stared into the darkness of her dorm room, she heard the sound again.
A shriek.
A voice filled with terror.
Riley knew that something terrible had happened.
CHAPTER TWO
Riley was out of her bed and on her feet before she was fully awake.
That sound had been horrible.
What was it?
When she switched on the light beside her bed, a familiar voice grumbled from across the room, Rileywhats going on?
Trudy was lying in her own bed fully clothed, shielding her eyes against the light. She obviously had collapsed there in a fairly inebriated state.
Riley had slept right through her roommates arrival.
But she was awake now.
So were others in the dorm. She could hear alarmed voices calling out from the rooms nearby.
Riley went into motion, shoving her feet into slippers, pulling on her robe, and opening their room door. She stepped out into the hallway.
Other room doors were swinging open. Girls were poking their heads out, asking what was wrong.
And Riley could see at least one thing that was wrong. About halfway down the hall, a girl was collapsed on her knees, sobbing.
Riley raced toward her.
Heather Glover, she realized.
Heather had been with them at the Centaurs Den. Shed still been there with Trudy and the others when Riley left.
Now Riley knewit was Heather shed heard screaming.
She also remembered
Heather is Rheas roommate!
Riley reached the sobbing girl and crouched beside her.
Whats wrong? she asked. Heatherwhat happened?
Sobbing and choking, Heather pointed to the open door next to her.
She managed to gasp
Its Rhea. Shes
Heather suddenly threw up.
Dodging the spray of vomit, Riley stood up and peered into the room door. In the light shining in from the hallway, she could make out something spread out on the floora dark liquid. At first she thought it was spilled soft drink.
Then she shuddered
Blood.
Shed seen blood pooled like this before. There was no mistaking it for anything else.
She stepped into the doorway and quickly saw that Rhea lay sprawled across her single bed, fully clothed and with her eyes wide open.
Rhea? Riley said.
She peered closer. Then she gagged.
Rheas throat was slashed almost from ear to ear.
Rhea was deadRiley knew that for certain.
It wasnt the first murdered woman shed seen in her life.
Then Riley heard another scream. For a moment she wondered if the scream might be her own.
But noit was coming from right behind her.
Riley turned, and there in the doorway stood Gina Formaro. Shed also been partying at the Centaurs Den that night. Now her eyes were bulging and she was trembling all over, pale with shock.
Riley realized that she herself felt remarkably calm, not scared at all. She also knew that she was probably the only student on the whole floor who wasnt already in a state of panic.
It was up to her to make sure things didnt get even worse.
Riley gently took Gina by the arm and led her out of the doorway. Heather was still there on the floor where she had vomited, still sobbing. And other wandering students were beginning to make their way toward the room.
Riley pulled the room door closed and stood in front of it.
Stay back! she yelled at the approaching girls. Stay away!
Riley was surprised at the force and authority in her own voice.
The girls obeyed, forming a crowded semicircle around the dorm room.
Riley yelled again, Somebody call nine-one-one!
Why? one of the girls asked.
Still crouched on the floor with a pool of vomit in front of her, Heather Glover managed to croak out
Its Rhea. Shes been murdered.
Suddenly a wild mix of girls voices exploded in the hallwaysome screaming, some gasping, some sobbing. A few of the girls pushed toward the room again.
Stay back! Riley said again, still blocking the doorway. Call nine-one-one!
One of the girls who owned a little cell phone was carrying it in her hand. She made the call.
Riley stood there wondering
What do I do now?
She only knew one thing for certainshe couldnt let any of the girls into the room with the body. There was enough panic on the floor already. It would only get worse if more people saw what was in that room.
She also felt sure that no one was supposed to walk around in
In what?