Tru leapt out of bed, no time for daydreaming now. She threw on some clothes, grabbed a bagel, and opened the door as Harrison turned down her hallway.

"Hey, Tru, you're looking beautiful today."

"I don't need this Harrison. Not again. So I'll just cut to the chase since you obviously won't. I'm not giving you any money"

"But-"

"No buts. Get a job, a bank loan."

"Listen, Tru there's this-"

"There's this guy this guy is going to kill you if you don't give him the money by today. And you don't mean that figuratively, I suppose."

"Hey, Tru it's like your reading my mind or something...ohhh. It's one of those days isn't it."

Honestly, though Tru, sometimes Harrison was so dense.

"Yes, it is, as a matter of fact and I have no time for conversation. Meet me for dinner at the diner." She said. "We'll talk about your little money problems then." She added sternly.

Tru had practically run all the way to the morgue. It was already 9:00 and she had no exact time of death. The only thing she knew about Alex Kerigan was that she was 17 and had some relation to the girl who had come to the morgue. The field trip had been coming to a conclusion at about 2:00 so Tru decided to subtract and hour or two from that time. She didn't want to miss anything.

"Tru, I'm glad you're here." Davis's voice interrupted her thoughts.

"Davis, hey," she said, then after glancing around to confirm the office empty added, "It's a rewind."

"But Tru, we have kids coming today."

"I know, someone asked while they were here."

"Did anyone see?"

"If they did, they haven't seen it today, remember?"

"Oh, right."

"Listen, Davis, I need you to get me on the phone with the teacher of the class coming in."

"Why?"

"One of the students knew the victim. It's the only real lead I have."

A couple minutes later, she was on the phone with a Mrs. Redlin.

"Hi, I'm Tru Davies. I work at the morgue that you and your class are coming to in a couple hours. I was just wondering if I could have a class list to...uh...make nametags for everyone."

"Sure, hold on a second...ok there's Tom Aili, Jessica Briton, Andy Desmond, Lucy Duke, Maureen Gilman, Lisa James, Natalie Kerigan..."

Tru heard nothing else the teacher said. After Mrs. Redlin finished the list, Tru thanked her politely and hung up, then made her way to the phone book. Luckily there was only one Kerigan of that spelling listed. 198 Jacobs St, read the address. Without thinking twice, Tru was out the door and on the way back home to pick up her car. She glanced at her watch as she backed out of her parking space, 9: 50, nearly a whole hour...gone.

-More coming soon. This chapter was kind of a quick one. Sorry it took so long to update, but I've been wicked busy. Please review, tell me what you want to happen, 'cause I'm not even sure yet! Thanks!