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flat. “Where everyone in the world can read it.”
    “But no one knew it was her!” Abby exclaimed.
    “You’re positive she told no one else? What about one of her ex-boyfriends?”
    “Oh no, especially not them,” Jodi said. “They would have been pissed off. She detailed some of their, um, sexual failings.” The three girls giggled, then abruptly stopped as the magnitude of the situation hit them.
    Carina lost it. Even after being a cop for eleven years, she’d never be so cavalier about murder.
    “Give me the Web page. And I’m putting you all on notice, right now. If my partner or I have any other questions, you will answer them. Got it?”
    They sobered completely during Carina’s lecture, and Jodi and Abby in particular looked guilty over their behavior. As Abby scribbled something on notebook paper, Jodi said, “I didn’t mean to be disrespectful. I loved Angie, like a sister. I guess . . . I can’t believe she’s
gone.
”
    Carina forgave the girls their behavior. They were eighteen and facing the brutal death of a friend. It was going to hit them hard over the next day or two, and grief would set in.
    Abby handed Carina the paper: Journalme. iloverealmen.com.
    “Two more questions. Do you know Steve Thomas?”
    They all nodded.
    “Why did Angie get a restraining order against him?”
    It was Kayla who spoke up. “He threatened her.”
    “How?”
    “He told her she’d be killed.”
    “He threatened to kill her?”
    Pause. “Not exactly.”
    “
What
exactly?”
    “He said she was being stupid and would get herself killed if she didn’t watch her back. But he was so mean about it, and Steve isn’t normally a mean guy, so we all figured he was jealous about Doug, and when guys get jealous they do stupid things. So Angie got scared and got the restraining order.”
    Stupid things? Carina had a few
stupid things
she’d like to point out to the girls, but she refrained. “Tell me about Doug Masterson.”
    Abby said, “He’s hot. And he treats Angie like a princess. At least he used to.” She glanced at Jodi.
    “Were they still seeing each other?” Carina asked.
    “Angie thought he had another girlfriend and planned to confront him, but I don’t know if she talked to him or not,” Jodi said.
    “I don’t think she cared all that much, though,” Abby said. “I think she was looking seriously at someone else.”
    “Someone else? Who?”
    “I don’t know, she never told me. It was just a feeling I had. I mean, I’ve known her forever. I just sensed it.”

    Over twelve hours on-duty had taken its toll. Carina was exhausted. But they had one more stop to make: the patrol watching Thomas’s apartment radioed that he’d just arrived home.
    Will drove and she called the e-crimes unit. Patrick, her little brother, was on-call. Though he was only eleven months younger than Carina, she’d always thought of him as her “little” brother. He was a late bloomer, and her five-foot-eight-inch frame had towered over him until he turned eighteen. In three years he’d grown seven inches and now topped six feet.
    He’d always be her little brother, though.
    “Hey, Patrick, can you check out an online journaling website for me?”
    “Shoot.” She gave him the information. He whistled softly. “Haven for perverts.”
    “Sex offenders?”
    “I’d bet half the people who hit the MyJournal pages are sex offenders or would-be sex offenders. The other half are naive teenagers and college kids who have no idea who’s watching them.”
    Carina quickly filled him in on her case. “I’ll call the mother and tell her someone will be by to pick up the vic’s computer.”
    “I’ll send someone out,” Patrick said.
    “While you’re at it, put Steven Thomas on your list, too.” She gave him Thomas’s address. “I’m going to ask nicely that he hand over his computer. Otherwise, we’ll get a warrant. Between the restraining order and not coming clean about his whereabouts Friday night, I