A return to normalcy? A full reset, as if Ronny’s murder had never happened? Totally unrealistic, she realized, but still, unconsciously, she’d hoped that life at Bishop DuMaine would go back to its regularly scheduled programming. No such luck. The police were still out in full force. In fact, it didn’t look like they’d left their posts at each of the main school entrances since yesterday. Kitty’s heart sank as she realized that there would be no reprieve from suspicion and anxiety at Bishop DuMaine any time soon. An SUV pulled into the spot next to her, and Donté stepped out. “Hi!” Kitty said, swinging her door open. She felt a surge of excitement she immediately tried to suppress. She needed to stick to her guns: she and Donté could never be together. “What are you doing here so early?” Donté jogged around the front of his car. “I couldn’t wait to see you again.” He slipped his hand into hers, and Kitty’s stomach did a backflip. “Come on,” Donté said, tugging her toward school.
