The officer, of course, had the initiative. She remembered his keen eyes and his quick decisiveness when he removed the battery from Tammy's computer.

"Some of the fingerprints are Travis's," the young officer said, "but there are also others." I took samples of them all. There are 6 of them that are Fiona's. ”

"The boy's brother."

"Yes, there are a few others who can't find a match in the fingerprint library. But I can tell you that they are somewhat large and probably male. ”

Katyusha wondered if the boy's father had ever wanted to log in.

Reinhold said: "I would be happy to crack the code to get into the system if you guys needed to. I've taken some courses. ”

"Thanks, but we have Jonathan, you've met him in my office, and he's going to handle this kind of thing."

"It's okay, Inspector Katyusha, it's up to you. Where are you?"

"I'm out there now, but you can have someone take it to the State Bureau of Investigation. Let Scanlon take care of it. He will sign the card and receipt. ”

"I'll do it right away, Katyusha."

They hung up the phone. She looked around impatiently, waiting for the signalman of the construction team to let her go. She was amazed to see how thoroughly the place had been excavated - more than a dozen trucks and road construction equipment were digging through the ground. When she drove through last week, the work had not yet begun.

It's a huge highway project, Chilton writes about it on his blog. The highway is a shortcut to Highway 101 and is referred to as the "Yellow Brick Road" in the post chain, indicating that like gold, people wonder if anyone will make money from the project.

She noted that the equipment belonged to Avery Construction, one of the largest companies on the peninsula. The workers here are big, hard-working, sweating like rain. Most of them are white, which is a bit of an anomaly. Most of the physical work on the peninsula is done by Latinos.

One worker looked at her with a serious face and saw that her car was an unmarked police car, but he didn't pay special attention to letting it pass quickly.

Finally, unhurriedly, he waved his hand for the vehicle to pass, and he carefully examined Katyusha with his eyes.

She left the massive highway project behind and walked along the road, down the trail, and finally to Central Coast University, where summer school was being held. A student pointed out Caitlin. She was sitting on a picnic bench with a couple of girls. The girls surrounded her and pampered her. Caitlin had blonde hair, was beautiful, and wore a ponytail. Both ears are worn with tasteful studs and earrings. She's no different from the hundreds of girls here.

After leaving Fiona's house, Katyusha called Gardner's house and learned from Caitlin's mother that the girl was taking some college classes here to earn credit for her studies at Stevenson High School, where she would be in her third year of high school in a few months.

Katyusha noticed that Caitlin looked away at herself. Not knowing who Katyusha was, perhaps thinking that she was another journalist, she put away her book. The other two girls followed Catelyn's uneasy gaze and then got up to cover her escape.

But when they spotted the body armor and weapons Katyusha was wearing, they immediately became alert and stood still.

"Catelyn." Katyusha shouted.

The girl stopped.

Katyusha walked over and flashed her ID card, introduced herself, and said, "I want to talk to you."

"She's tired." A friend of hers said.

"And I'm still a little nervous."

Katyusha smiled and said to Caitlyn, "I do know you're tired and nervous, but I have something important to talk to you about. Hope you don't mind. ”

"She could have avoided school," said another girl, "but she came back out of respect for Tree and Vanessa." ”

"You're so nice." Katyusha wondered why attending a summer school was able to comfort the dead.

Teenagers are very strange idolatrous ways

The first friend said firmly, "Caitlin, indeed, indeed."

Katyusha turned to the dark-skinned girl with brown curls and a cold attitude, without her previous smile, and said in a very impulsive tone, "I'm talking to Catelyn."

The girl stopped squeaking.

Catelyn said, "I think so."

"Come here, then." Katyusha said happily. Caitlin followed her across the lawn. They sat down at another picnic table. She clutched her bag tightly to her chest and looked around nervously. She wiggled one foot and tugged at her earlobe.

She looked scared, even more scared than Tammy.

Katyusha wanted her to relax, "So, you're here for the summer school." ”

"Yes, I'm with friends, and that's better than working or staying at home."

She said that the tone of the last few words indicated that her parents often quarreled.

"What are you studying?"

"Chemistry and Biology."

"It's a good idea, it's ruining your summer vacation."

She laughed, "It's not bad, I'm good at science." ”

"Going to medical school?"

"I hope to be on it."

"Where?"

"Oh, I haven't made up my mind yet, maybe a Berkeley undergraduate. I'll take a look at it again. ”

"I was there for a while, and it was a nice town."

"Really? What are you studying?"

Katyusha smiled and said, "Music."

In fact, she didn't take a single class at the state university. She used to be a busker — playing guitar and singing on Berkeley Street to earn money, which in her case didn't make much.

"And what's going on with all of this?" Catelyn's gaze froze. She muttered, "Not so good, I mean it's bad." That car accident was one of the causes. And what happened to Tammy and Mira then was terrible. How is she now?"

"You're talking about Mira? We don't know yet. She was still unconscious. ”

A friend overheard and shouted, "Travis bought the gas online, it seems to have been bought from a neo-Nazi."

Is it true or a rumor?

"Caitlin, he's missing, somewhere he's hiding, we have to find him before he does more harm," Katyusha said. How much do you know about him?"

"I don't know much. We've taken one or two classes together. I sometimes see him in the hallway. That's it. ”

Suddenly, she was startled in horror, and her eyes were fixed on a nearby bush. A boy is jumping inside. He searched around, found a football ball, and disappeared into the bushes to the other side of the field.

"Travis has a crush on you, right?" Katyusha asked.