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Well, that doesn’t help. It could have been anyone.
“I need you to tell me exactly what you remember about him. Please, this is very important.”
I hate how desperate I sound, but I have to know whether Kyle actually came here or not.
She chews on the end of her pencil for a moment. “He was at least a foot taller than me, dark hair, blue eyes, and—well, I’m not sure how else to say this, but the thing that stood out the most is that he smelled expensive.”
My hands start to shake, so I stuff them into my pockets.
It’s like I can see the pieces clicking into place in her brain. The pencil in her hand drops to the desk with a clatter
“It was him. He was here. I’m so sorry. I should never have taken the flowers from him.”
“Kay, there was nothing you could have done. The best thing to do was to accept them. I’ll log them in my book and make copies for everyone who needs to know.” I sigh.
“I still wish there were something I could do.”
“You’re sweet for saying that, but all I need you to do is just keep giving me the letters or whatever it is and not give out my information.”
“Of course, I wouldn’t.” She shakes her head. “Even if I hadn’t known what’s been going on, it's an academy policy to never give out student information. That’s the first thing they go over at orientation.”
“Avery, are you ready for our—What are those?” Wesley asks.
“He came here to deliver these himself this time,” I answer.
The muscle in his jaw starts to tic.
“That’s it. We’re going to see the president again.”
“Wesley, the last time I talked with him, he told me the same thing the police did. Unless he actually does something to me, there’s nothing they can do.”
“I’m coming with you this time, and I’ll make sure they do more than just nod sympathetically,” he says darkly. “Kay, is he still in?”
“Yes, he is. Today is his late day. Would you like me to use the intercom to let him know you want to see him?”
“No, thank you. I think we’ll just pop in on him. Avery, let’s go.”
I’m too shocked to do anything other than follow him past Kay’s desk and down the hall.
Wesley shoves the door open, causing the president to drop his briefcase.
“Wesley, I was just leaving.”
“Have a seat, Tom,” he orders.
His tone is so demanding that both the president and I drop into the nearest seats. Then Wesley yanks the card out of my hand so fast it gives me a papercut and slaps it onto the desk.
“When is enough enough? At what point is the Age Gap Academy going to protect its students? That man came here himself to deliver this to her today. It was only a matter of luck that he wasn’t here at the same time she was. At what point do the students matter to you more than optics?”
“Wesley, like I told Miss Ross the last time she was here, our hands are tied.”
“We have an obligation to protect the students in these walls,” he shouts.
“I couldn’t agree more, but?—”
“But nothing. This is a private institution. You can ban him from the premises.”
“It’s not that simple,” Tom protests. “There’s paperwork and documentation involved in case he or his family try to sue the academy. I feel terrible for saying it, but this isn’t enough to hold up in court. I wish it was, but I can’t do anything but document it right now.”
