Finally found time to type up another chapter! I have a few more chapters written on paper, but finding the time to type them out is the hard part. Reviews are AMAZING :) ! Alright enough of my blabbing! Enjoy ~kt

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The door and I swiftly put the EMF away.

"Alicia Dina?" I questioned. The girl standing in the doorway nodded her head. "Hi, I'm Lindsey Beckham from the state education department. I'm a psychologist and I would like you to talk to me about Dan, Jesse, and Michael. If you would like." Alicia stood there in the doorway sizing me up. She closed the door and sat down across from me. She seemed like a 'nice to your face, but I'm really a bitch' type of person.

"Dan and I were in love," she choked out "crying". I almost choked myself, at the L-word. God, why could people understand that it's just a chemical imbalance in the brain? I would have loved to slap the stupid-ness out of that chick but I had to act my part so I took out a package of tissues from my purse. "We were gonna get married someday."

"I'm sorry," I said trying, and hoping I sounded sincere, when I really wanted to do was bitch-slap this girl. What did she think? That life was a fairy tale? Guess what sweetheart, life's a bitch. Get used to it.

"Thanks," she said, "Jesse and Michael were two of Dan's really close friends. They knew everything about each other. They had been friends ever since I can remember."

"Do you know why they would all go missing?" I asked. Alicia glared at me. And this is when they freak out, I thought to myself.

"They were all good boys! All of them! I have to go back to class." She stood up and left. I just sat there taking it all in. There was no way that I could do this everyday. The door reopened and Alicia said, "If you want answers, talk to Henry Glaspin. He was their forgotten Beatle." And on that note she turned on her heel and strutted down the hall back to her class. I went back to the main office and asked Louisa to call down Henry Glaspin.

"Just to warn you, Henry is a…different, kind of boy. I don't think that he's going to tell you much," Louisa said. I wanted to ask her why but before I could, a six foot tall black-haired boy walked into the office. His eyes were an eerie ice blue.

"Ms. Beckham, this is Henry Glaspin," Louisa introduced.

"Hi, it's nice to meet you. Here, lets go somewhere a little more private to talk." He nodded and followed me down the hall to the little room. I sat down in my previously claimed seat, and he sat down across from me, the one Alicia had previously occupied. "I'm here from the state education department. I'm a psychologist, so if you want to talk about anything I'm here to listen."

"I don't…can I go back to class now?" He asked flatly without even looking up.

"Let's talk a little first," I instructed, trying to play the role of psychologist. He didn't move so I continued talking, "I've heard that you are really good friends with Dan, Jesse, and Michael."

"Are?" he questioned, "Are they alive? Do you know were they are?" He looked up at me eyes still unchanged, which was odd because the wavering in his voice sounded genuine. "Ugh…these stupid things," he growled and slammed his hands down. He drew in a breath to calm down and moved his hands to his left eye, then his right. He looked at me again, and this time a pair of soft, scared brown eyes, red from crying, were staring back.

"Henry," I said, "I don't know if they are still alive or not, but if we want to know what happened, or where they could be we need some information."

"You said you were from the state education department. Why would you want to know details of the investigation? Are you working with the police or something?" He asked suddenly defensive and suspicious. I knew at once my cover was blown. I just hoped he would believe my backup plan.

"No I am not working with the police, but I do want to find your friends," I said hoping he believed me, because that was the truth. Just because I was a hunter and didn't help people legally, didn't mean I didn't have a heart. I knew what it felt like to lose a friend or two.

"You aren't with the education department…are you?" He knew that I wasn't. It was no use lying anymore.