“Where do you think they found her?” I ask. I don’t really know the library that well. I’ve only been using it for a few days. “That’s what I can’t figure out,” he says. “We heard her scream, so she had to be in one of the rooms around Bates Hall…but they were searched.” “Unless the scream had nothing, in fact, to do with the body.” He frowns. “True. The scream might have been what the crime writers call”—he pauses for effect—“a red herring.” I smile. “Still, a heck of a coincidence.” “They do occur in reality, even if they are a bad plot device.”
