Death Screams
turned to Miss Tulle. She was on her shit list today but she had to talk to her sometime.
    " Ah... Miss Tulle?" Jade asked, flicking a chunk of black hair over her shoulder.
    Tulle looked at her from behind the desk, then dipped her head again to her pulse-reader, grading the latest assignments.
    " What is it, Jade?"
    Yes, definitely still on the list, Jade thought dismally.
    " I can't find yesterday's sample."
    Tulle didn't look up. "It's in there. Be thorough, look harder."
    Jade put her hands on her hips, starting to get irritated. Was this all it took for Tulle to discount her? She did a little PDA with Caleb in the hall once in awhile and she got her panties all knotted up? She huffed.
    " I did. All the samples are here," Jade indicated with her hand as Tulle finally gave the samples her attention.
    A frown formed on Tulle's forehead. "Is that the one that had the DI?"
    Jade nodded, swallowing. Yeah, that'd been the one alright.
    Tulle came around the corner of the desk, gouging her hip and hissing in her breath. Jade came forward, concerned and Tulle put up a warding palm.
    She walked to where the pile lay at Jade's feet. She searched each piece in turn, placing one after the other back in the bin and shuddering with the touch of a few.
    " Should have worn gloves," she muttered more to herself than Jade.
    When she finished, she straightened.
    Tulle looked at Jade. "I keep these locked..." A troubled look came over her face. Finally, she looked at Jade, Tulle's eyes searching hers. "I know you wouldn't have taken that sample."
    " No way, Miss Tulle." Jade said, suppressing the shiver with difficulty.
    " Do you have a few minutes so we can talk?" Tulle asked.
    " I do if you can excuse the tardy," Jade answered cautiously.
    Tulle pursed her lips, realizing that she was asking Jade for something after she'd just hung her boyfriend out to dry at Chen's office.
    " Yes," she answered shortly and Jade gave a small smile as she nodded.
    The bell shrilled and the kids flowed out of the class.
    Tulle sighed. "I was distracted by your boyfriend earlier..."
    " Caleb," Jade clarified and Tulle shrugged.
    " The AFTD."
    Jade nodded. He was so much more than that. Just as she was way more than just an Empath. Jade didn't like how everyone was so easily identified as what they were rather than who.
    " I phoned the police, against my better judgment. We have been using the clairvoyance samples without much trouble for the five years I've been teaching here. But recently, with the skill set of some Empaths becoming wide," she spread her arms apart as far as they could go and Jade laughed despite herself. "We need to turn in samples that have Death Intent."
    " So...?" Jade was confused. "You did turn in the sample?"
    She shook her head. "No, I pulsed them and they were going to drop by," she looked at her pulse, her eyes flashing up to Jade's, "momentarily, to pick it up."
    " Let me get this straight. You pulsed the police about the sample with DI, then they said they'd come pick it up... at any moment. But it's now missing?"
    Tulle nodded. "That about covers it. Oh, and one more thing."
    Great, Jade thought, feeling the potential for blame swirling around her like foggy fingers looking for holes. "I gave your name as point of origin contact."
    Jade nearly slapped her forehead. She totally didn't want to be involved with the police. Look what had happened with Caleb. He'd almost gotten killed.
    So had she, her mind touching on John Smith and retreating like a finger burnt on a hot stove.
    They heard a noise at the door, a soft rap on the jamb.
    Turning, Jade watched Detective Raul Garcia and Bobbi Gale walk through the door as her shoulders slumped in defeat.
    Wrecking the peace of the last year with their entrance.

CHAPTER 5
     
     
    I walked up to Tulle's class, knowing that Jade had to suck hind tit the entire block because of our sexcapade in the hall. I felt kinda bad about that but what could I do? We'd have to hide our PDAs more

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