The Principal

"Have a seat, Miss Graspper" Fenwick says as he closes and locks his office door. "I don't want us to be disturbed while we're talking, and hopefully negotiating a solution to this delicate situation we both find ourselves in." You take a seat in front of Fenwick's desk, and wait for him to be seated behind his desk. He takes his seat in the great big padded office chair behind the desk. He looks at you, studying you. Then once again he speaks. "You were set up, Miss Graspper. I think you already know that. But do you know by whom?"

You let out a deep sigh, and bring your hand to your forehead. "I have a couple of suspicions as to who, but nothing to go on." You think back on Officer Johnson and the way he groped you in the locker room. Could he be the one? Then there is Thereaux. He's always tried to get in your pants. Maybe he set you up? Then there's Caroline Queenston. Exactly who is she? At times she seems motherly, and overly concerned about your safety. She's even hit on you, and you didn't turn away from her, mostly because she is very likable, and you wouldn't mind spending some quality time getting to know her. Thereaux's reason for setting you up would be **** for turning his advances away. You have to wonder. Would he really go to that end?

"I see you are deep in thought over this" Fenwick says, breaking your momentary lapse. "I will tell you that my daughter Samantha and the girls she hangs out with are part of this. I've tried to dissuade her in every possible way, but she keeps finding a way to continue. The disappearances here in the school are related to her, and her affiliation with the ring. If she doesn't like someone, they disappear, and are never seen or heard from again." He takes a deep breath, and lets out a sigh. "But as her father, I have to do whatever I can to protect her. I'm sure you understand that. I will tell you here and now the person who set you up is someone you work closely with. They've been a part of this since the start of the Pedophile Squad. That should help you narrow it down without me giving up any names."

Your head is still full of doubts and uncertainties. You know what you have to ask next. "Is it Thereaux?" you ask, lowering your voice. You think it possible the room might be bugged, which is why Fenwick doesn't want to say much. You look on at him as he nods his head in an affirmative manner.

"I can't tell you for certain Miss Graspper" Fenwick says with a smile of relief. "All I can tell you is what I've all ready told you. The rest is up to you." He takes out a note pad, and writes on it. "This will get you back into class. It will probably be in your best interest to at least finish out the school day. I don't think you'll be bothered any more."

You stand up, and take the note Fenwick offers you. "Thank you, Principal Fenwick. It's beena most enlightening conversation." You can only hope that Fenwick is right, and the rest of your day will go smoothly.