Chapter Thirteen: G.G

Clara's POV

Mr Beck Hall is reading the new article I put together about Mrs Bancroft and the unknown cause of her death. I have not included all my doubts including Laurie's remarks like how Linc was in an accident as a child. How he feared water for several years in his life. The Linc I was in dived into a lake and stayed under for some time. But I can't ignore car accident and water phobia. I want to ask Linc but that man will not talk. He's hard to read and impossible to predict.

"I think it's something." He smiled at me. 

I'm not as enthusiastic.

I'm still thinking about the club and the pill he slipped in my mouth. I could have spat it out. I didn't. I accepted it. My memory is still foggy about that night. I'm especially troubled by who he could have been talking to. Did he give me the pill to purposely make sure I don't remember that conversation? I want answers but he has been quiet. No texts, no cal