"Which means we're not suspects?" Dylan asked.
"Everyone is a suspect," Rosetti said. "However, I don't think the three of you have been plotting together to take down the senior class if that's what you mean."
"Give us some credit," Tess said. "We can plot. We're clever."
"Not that clever," Rosetti responded. "What you are is scared. And scared people all want the same thing."
"Which is?" I asked.
"To survive," she said. "So bring me something. Whatever it is that's finding its way into your bodies. And we'll get rid of that fear."
My mom's voice whined its way into my head and I blurted out, "Drugs. Maybe it's drugs."
"Okay then," Rosetti said "Bring me drugs."