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“There’s been a murder!”

It was the shout all over school that Friday. The library was cordoned off and students gathered in the hall, shepherded by their anxious teachers; rumours shot around like bullets and everybody was just a little more wary. When Mr. Craig did not show to assist all morning, wails echoed around the room that he had been murdered. That was what started everything; that was what made me curious and got me caught up in this affair: The nicest teacher in the world, struck down viscously (or apparently so)? Why? Or as the French-English would say: ‘mais pourquoi?’ I just had to get in the Library and find out more, or implode with curiosity…

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