"Me and about a thousand other guys. But, that would be up to you." So, your wife wouldn't object?" Ex-wife," Hal corrected. "She's out in California ...now. No, I doubt that she would even want to waste time thinking about it." I don't know if..." Tracey hesitated."I can't do anything about it until this case is closed, or I'm taken off it," Hal explained. "You have time to think about it." I might have to sleep with Jarrod. How does it make you feel?" I'd rather not answer," he said. "But I. Gauntand pale with long black hair and a permanent scowl, Shayna was rumoredto be a witch, a once beautiful girl who lost her mind, a murderer, orall three. She'd transferred to his high school at the start of year, buthadn't become any less mysterious as the quarters passed.Mark heard somewhere that she sometimes helped her fellow outsiders. Noone could ever recall her doing anything notable, but the idea seemeduniversally accepted. Off to college and still bullied like a child, Markhad worked. Our conversation was desultory commentating on what had been and was the fire that destroyed the house was accidental or arson. I had been thinking about this for some time and believed that it was arson. "From what I understand the house was closed up and nobody lived there. Being built in the early eighteen hundreds it wouldn't have gas nor, of course, electricity. I doubt that it was caused by any natural phenomenon. Perhaps a vagrant had got in and he set the fire."Bella seemed of the same. Cars were leaving and arriving and going within centimetre of me, one with some young men in it beeping their horn at me.At the roundabout I turned left towards the bus terminus and the little shop. Unfortunately, there was no sign of a bus but there was a handful of people hanging around, probably waiting for a bus to arrive. After all that walking I needed a drink, I had a bottle of water in my bag but that wouldn’t be very adventurous so I walked straight into the little shop and went over.