![]() And from his reaction, it didn’t look likehis father did either. ![]() It was pretty clear Ellery knew nothing about the blood. Buckets of blood were too cold and calculating. He seemed pretty unstable-he’d killed someone just to get out of having to join the fraternity his father had been in! Talk about overreacting. Sounded like Ellery, for all his murderous ways, couldn’t handle the sight of blood. I was about to ask what he was doing out there, when an unmistakable sound echoed around the walls of the little cabin. “He’s here,” Frank yelled a second later. Could Ellery have taken this opportunity to make a run for it? Frank nodded at me and rushed outside to look for him. In fact, if I had to take a guess as to “what kind of sick person” would do something like this, I’d pretty much lay my money on Ellery. His face was pale, and he sounded genuinely disgusted, which was almost funny considering that his son Ellery had just been found responsible for the death of one student and the serious wounding of another. “What kind of sick person would do something like that?” asked Mr. “Looks like we’ve got another mystery on our hands.”Įveryone around me-except for Frank-immediately drew back. I stepped up and held up my finger, which I’d just dipped into the fluid to confirm my suspicion. Just once, I thought as I stared at the two buckets full of red liquid, couldn’t it be cherry cough syrup? Killer, the former police dog turned school mascot, seemed to know exactly what it was.
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