that, she put three bullet points.
Fatima glanced up at the ceiling. âMaybe nine?â
Shelly put
F 9
after the first bullet and
S 9:30
after the second.
âLooks like she started with me,â Eric said. âI got my first call two weeks ago. Wednesday night, around ten. It sounded like a prank, so I hung up. Then heâsorry,
she
âcalled again a few minutes later. Thatâs when she said, âI know your secret.â But that time she hung up on me.â
âSmart,â Shelly said, adding Ericâs details to the list. âHanging up like that, she got in your head.â
âI donât think so.â
âReally? I bet you couldnât wait till that last call came. And donât worry, she got in all of our heads.â
âI canât believe you hung up,â Fatima said. âWerenât you even
curious?
â
He shrugged. âNot really. I mean, calling with that I-know-your-secret stuff? Thatâs something you do when youâre in fourth grade. You could say that to
anybody
and theyâd freak.â
âThatâs pretty much what I did,â Fatima said. âI ended up just about begging her to tell me what she knew. And then, well, she did.â
âI didnât have to beg,â Eric said. âShe called back, then sent me an email from a bogus EarthLink account.â
âAnd something in the email proved she knew your secret?â
Eric nodded.
âAll right, letâs go there next.â Below the bullet points, Shelly wrote
WHAT
.
âWeâre going to tell what our secret is? I donât think so,â Eric said.
âSorry, thatâs not what I meant,â Shelly said. She crossed out
WHAT
and wrote
EVIDENCE
. âSheâs got something on each of usââ
âNo kidding.â
ââbut itâs gotta be something thatâs really obvious.â
âIf it was obvious, then it wouldnât be a secret.â
Shelly ignored him. âWhatever it is sheâs got on each of us, itâs gotta be self-evident.â
Eric looked at her. â
Self-evident?
Can you just say what you mean?â
âNo, hold on, I got it,â Fatima said. âYouâre saying that whatever evidence she has, it has to be something that she doesnât have to explain to people. Right?â
Shelly closed her eyes and smiled. âExactly.â
Eric knocked on the table. âWhy?â
âBecause sheâs not gonna want to be there to have to explain it to them,â Fatima said. âShe just wants people to look at it or read it or whatever and know right away what the big secret is.â
Eric took a second, then nodded. âOkay. Go on.â
âFor meâand this is all Iâm going to tell youâsheâs got information.â Shelly wrote the word on the paper.
âVague much? Everything is information,â Fatima said.
Shelly played with the marker as she thought it through, pulling the cap off and snapping it back in place. âShe knows something about me,â she finally said. âIs that good enough?â
Eric waved his hand, moving her along.
âA book,â Fatima said. âShe has a book of mine.â
âLike a journal?â
âSorta. But not really. Can you just put down âbookâ for now?â
Shelly added it to the list, glancing at Eric as she wrote. âYour turn.â
âI donât see the point of this,â he said. âHow can knowing what she has help us figure out who it is?â
âIt might not,â Shelly said. âBut we donât have much to go on, do we? Itâs a piece of the puzzle, thatâs all. Maybe an important piece, maybe not. Later it might make all the difference. Or none. Look, you donât have to be specific. I wasnât. Is it bigger than an X-box?â
He sighed and rubbed the hint of stubble on his chin. âItâs a
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