Simon Death High by Blair Burden Read Free Book Online Page B

handed her money back to her, “I was
just leaving. I just wanted to tell them that school is closed
Monday. I'll see you guys later,” Tyler said as he walked away.
    “Why didn't you just call them?” Hannah
said.
    “I don't have a phone!” he shouted and
continued to walk.
    “He freaks me out. I don't know why you guys
hang out with him. I mean, he could be the Simon murderer. You
never know,” she whispered. “I don't trust guys with long hair.
They could hide lots of secrets in there.”
    Michael nervously laughed. “Ha, funny.”
    “Don't you think it's odd that he's been
hanging out with Linda so much. She may be next, I’m just saying.
She better stay away from him. I’m going to avoid him too.”
    “So, where did you go last night like when
the murder happened?” Michael said, trying not to be obvious that
he was questioning her.
    “Oh, um well, I was inside the building and
then I heard screaming. I didn't want to tell the police that I
heard anything because I didn't want to get questioned.”
    “Why would you be afraid to get questioned?
Unless you have secrets?”
    “I have lots of secrets—secrets, I don't
want the world to know. Well, kisses, I’m going to continue my day.
I'll see you tomorrow,” Hannah said as she kissed Michael’s cheek.
“And remember, watch your back.”
    Michael froze in place, trying to understand
her last words. “Watch my back?” he whispered to himself. “What
does that mean?”
    Still wondering about Hannah, Michael ran
over to the men restroom as he could feel is stomach cramping up.
He always hated public restrooms, not for the hygiene, but because
he thought there were hidden cameras in the stalls.
    He ran into the shockingly empty restroom
and checked to see if anyone else was in there. He spotted ripped
tennis shoes who he recognized to be Tyler's feet. Michael didn't
say anything, and went to sit on the toilet. His heart sped up as
he heard Tyler dialing on a cell phone—a phone he said he didn't
have.
    “Hey,” Tyler said to someone over the phone.
“I can't do it yet. Every time I see her, she is with someone. I
have to get her alone.”
    Michael gasped as he knew Tyler was talking
about Linda. He put his feet on the toilet, afraid Tyler would come
after him.
    “...Once I get her, it will be over. She
knows too much already. She needs to be on my side. I need her. If
I don't tell her tonight then it will keep happening...I can't
control it!”
    Oh my gosh...he's going to kill Linda. He
can't control it. I need to run, Michael
thought.
    Without second guessing, Michael wiped his
behind and ran out the restroom without washing his hands. He
continued to walk quickly out the mall, not going back to
Linda.
    It seemed like it would be his best option
to tell Linda what Tyler's intentions were—but fear was his master.
He didn't want to get involved but he already was.
    Michael stopped on the corner of the street
where the town's police station was at. That police station was his
enemy. The police of Simon were either lazy, overweight, and they
would let crime slide by. It wasn't like Simon was a bad town to
begin with, but when all the murders began to happen the mayor of
Idaho sent top notch detectives from out-of-state. There was a
rumor that there were over eighty detectives in town, but the only
ones seen were the few at school—and they were just as lazy.
    With his hands clutched, Michael walked into
the police station looking for the head officer that he knew very
well. He waved his hands for someone to talk to, and as expected an
out-of-town detective approached him.
    “What do you want?” said a sheriff, whose
name badge read “Jacky.”
    “Um? Jacky?” Michael said.
    He began to laugh, and put his arm around
Michael. “Oh, the story of my life. I have a girl's name. Big
deal!”
    “Ha, that's an icebreaker,” he nervously
laughed. “I'm hear to know if you guys have any leads on the high
school deaths?”
    He sighed, “I wish we