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intentional,” Andrea said, hating that she said it out loud. “I mean, it’s not like they made an effort to avoid us.”
    “Okay, that’s creepy.” Jocelyn wrapped her arms around herself. Finally, she bent over and picked up her bike. “Do you think they meant to hit us?”
    “Or scare us,” Andrea said. “If they wanted to hit us, they could have. Who do you think it was?”
    “I don’t know, but I don’t want to stick around and see if they come back. Let’s get moving.”  Thankfully, the rest of the trip home was without incident. Jocelyn hesitated before asking, “Can I stay with you tonight? I’m kind of freaked out.”
    “Sure, of course you can. Do you think we should report what happened? Maybe our imaginations are just working overtime. It was an accident, almost a hit and run. They didn’t even stop to see if we were okay. I don’t know what I think anymore.” Andrea wasn’t sure what she’d report, a careless driver or someone coming after them for digging up details?
    That evening, safely home, the girls went over what they knew so far. They knew they should go to the police. Things were bigger than the girls could handle. What started out as interesting puzzle to solve, turned into something more. They didn’t catch a license plate of the car, but they did see it was an older minivan that was a dark, sort of forest green color.

Chapter 8
     
    The following morning, Jocelyn stretched and climbed off the sofa. She’d slept well enough, but was sore from her fall. Shock must have kept her out of pain, because today it felt like she’d been tackled by a linebacker. She squeaked as she tried to work out the kinks. She’d take a couple tablets of ibuprofen to take the edge off. After stretching a bit more, she leaned against the doorframe to Andrea’s room. “Are you awake?”
    “Just barely,” Andrea grumbled. “How did you sleep?”
    “Well enough. I’m going to go take a shower and get changed at my place. I’ll be back once I clean up. What time do you want to head to the police department?”
    Andrea sat up in bed and yawned. “I guess the sooner the better. I’ll grab my shower, too. How about in an hour, so we have time to eat and get ready?”
    “Okay,” Jocelyn answered and turned to leave. After taking two or three steps, she turned back toward her friend. “Are you sure about this?”
    Andrea sighed. “I think we’re in over our heads. We should probably just let the police handle things.”
    “Right,” she said. Jocelyn ran her fingers through her purple hair and added, “Unless…”
    “Go on.”
    “Well, what about Olive? Do you think we should talk to her?” She hesitated to ask, especially after yesterday’s close call.
    Andrea climbed out of bed. “I don’t know what to think anymore. I just wanted to find an answer, but I can’t help thinking that yesterday wasn’t exactly an accident. They didn’t stop to see if we were okay or anything. I’m ready to pass this to the police. I just want things to go back to normal. I have no idea what this will do to the spa’s business as it is. We may have to find different jobs. I can’t afford for them to be closed much longer. I know Lonnie has the best place in town, but if it’s not getting any business, I won’t be able to pay my bills.”
    “You’re right. Let’s just tell the police what we know and figure out how to get the spa back open.” Jocelyn nodded and turned to leave. “I’ll see you in an hour.”
    Andrea trudged through her bedroom to the bathroom. As she reached into the shower to turn on the faucet, an idea popped into her head. It would only be one more thing. It couldn’t hurt, right? Andrea shook her head and tried to push the thought out of her mind. No, let the police handle it. It wasn’t until both girls were ready and Jocelyn hopped back over to Andrea’s place that they knew. “Okay, so maybe we just talk to Olive?”
    “Oh good, I thought we were both on the