The Lesson of Her Death
have her, Jennie was still nothing more than an average student, a suburban girl, fat at the throat, the daughter of a small-business man, a Meals on Wheels volunteer, a very ordinary young woman.
And here was Randolph Sayles, Ph.D., just blistered with humiliation for the love he’d spent on this common girl.
So Corde released him. And like a squirming cat escaping at last from his master’s arms the professor stalked out of Room 121 neither dallying nor fast, absorbed with forgetting the prior moments of troubling captivity.
Returning to the office Corde found on Slocum’s desk the stack of fliers from Fast-Copy, which were supposed to be tacked up thick as litter along Route 116. Slocum was out, he learned, looking into reports of missing goats.
The difficult night at home had now caught up with him—the second photo, his guilt at missing another of Jamie’s wrestling matches tonight, a tempestuous dream that woke him at one. Unable to sleep he had sat for two hours in the back bathroom with the shotgun on his lap,scanning the forest for any sign of the intruder. Once, he was sure he’d seen a face looking at the house and had gone so far as to chamber a shell and walk outside, hands shaking in anticipation as much as from the predawn chill. But as he stood shoeless on the slab back porch the image became a moonlit tangle of trees and leaves.
He’d turned to walk back into the house and Sarah had scared the utter hell out of him, bounding forward from the stairs. They stared at each other—Corde, shocked, the girl more disappointed than anything. She was headed for the back door and he’d thought for an instant that she was sleepwalking. But, no, she was only after a glass of water. “What’s wrong with your bathroom?” Corde asked as his heart’s gallop slowed. She had drunk the water, staring out the window, until he impatiently shooed her off to bed.
He did not get to sleep till five.
Then there’d been a fight at breakfast. Sarah had shrilly refused her mother’s demand that she study before going to school. Corde had had to both comfort his wife and calm his daughter. He tried not to take sides and they both ended up mad at him.
Now, in his office, the door closed, Corde sat at his desk for ten minutes, arranging and rearranging the tall stacks of his three-by-five cards, fat and limber from all the shuffling. He spread them out until they covered his desk.
A dull bicentennial quarter appears in his hand and begins flopping over the backs of his fingers. He stares at the cards and after a few minutes Bill Corde is no longer in the Sheriff’s Department but is on the Auden University campus and the day isn’t today but is Tuesday, April 20. It is four-thirty P.M.
Corde pictures Jennie Gebben leaving Professor Sayles’s lecture hall and walking to the university bookstore three blocks away to cash a check for thirty-five dollars. Her picture is taken by the cashier’s security camera and the film shows her wearing a white blousewith a button-down collar. Her dark hair is straight, a thick strand sloping over her forehead. The shutter catches her with eyelids half closed. The time on the film is 16:43:03. Jennie continues to the dorm and arrives there at about five. She and Emily Rossiter remain in their room with the door closed for about an hour. The girls on the floor can detect the roommates having what seems to be an argument though no one hears enough to know the substance of their discussion.
Lance Miller’s report on the phones shows that during the hours Jennie was at the dorm today, there have been no outgoing long-distance calls and most local calls are to innocent recipients. The only local call whose recipient can’t be ascertained is to the Auden School of Arts and Sciences; which of the sixty-four extensions the call is transferred to cannot be determined. Both Randy Sayles’s and Brian Okun’s numbers are among those sixty-four, as is Emily’s; she works as an assistant in the Sociology Department.
At about six-fifteen Jennie takes a shower and with hair still damp walks with three other girls to the cafeteria. They have asked Emily to join them but she moodily declines. The four eat dinner and talk. Jennie eats quickly and leaves early. She too is moody. Her dinner companions return to the dorm at seven-thirty and watch a TV game show for a half hour. Jennie enters the lounge and watches TV for a few minutes then looks at her watch. She seems distracted, edgy.
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