Emma was waiting in the parking lot of Millon Bay High, watching Trevor's car. Jeff had provided her with the necessary information and she wasted no time in jumping at the opportunity to meet a new suspect.

As soon as the bell rang, a wave of students emerged from the front door. Emma waited patiently for a lean bespectacled kid to approach the blue Toyota in her line of vision. After a few minutes of waiting, she saw him wave to someone and take his car keys out of his pocket. Emma got out of her car swiftly and walked up to him.

"Trevor. Can we talk?" Emma called out to him.

"Who are you?" Trevor turned to her, annoyed.

Emma introduced herself. "I'm here to talk to you about Max."

"I haven't got time for this. I got somewhere to be."

"It'll only take a few minutes I promise," Emma insisted.

"Alright then, what do you want from me?"

"Well, the thing is, I think he was murdered. Could you tell me if there's someone you might know who would want to kill him?"

"More than the half the school, I might say," said Trevor.

"Someone he specifically targeted?" Emma asked.

"I don't know," he shrugged. "In my opinion, you should look into his girlfriend. She looked like she could kill someone."

"That's all you got?" asked Emma.

"That's all I got," repeated Trevor.

"Thank you for your help," said Emma. "Bye."

"You're welcome," said Trevor as he unlocked the door and slid inside.

Emma walked back to her car as Trevor drove away. Emma felt disappointed at the lack of any juicy content.

She sent Jeff a quick text.

Em: Need to talk.

Jeff took his sweet time replying.

Jeff: About what??

Em: Your drug dealer.

Jeff: Don't have one...

Em: I meant Max's.

Jeff: That I can tell you about...

Em: When and where can we meet?

Jeff: My place??

Em: I feel like having a coffee.

Jeff: I can make coffee...

Em: Pumpkin spice latte?

Jeff: I get it. Starbucks then? At six??

Em: See you then.

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