She glanced over her shoulder but didn’t see the bike. The sound came from behind the car next to Glen’s truck. With a shrug, she looked back forw...rd and continued to walk. The sound of the motorcycle grew louder and then it revved up and backfired right behind her. Betty jump to the side quickly and whirled around. The bike slowly rolled to a stop in front of her. The guy on the motorcycle looked familiar but from where Betty could not remember. He was big and somewhat handsome in a rugged. "His only crime if any was to go into the main storeroom which is offlimits to pupils. He hasn't stolen anything, I can assure you," said MissAbbot."So what was he doing in there?" asked Adam.Peter and Sandra sat at some desks and watched, their faces were pale.Peter was a bag of nerves."I'm not sure how to put this, he was wearing some clothes from theschool drama wardrobe, to be more precise: a dress."Miss Abbot could tell she had crossed a line with that last bit. Adam'sface suddenly looked. " Sounds great," he said with his charming smile. "I look forward to it. Where shall we meet?" I'll just come over to John's, since you're staying there," I answered."That'll work out great! He's got to work late and has a dinner appointment, so it'll just be the two of us," he said.The idea of being alone with Michael was exciting. I just knew we'd have a good time.To my surprise, I was able to concentrate on work for the rest of the afternoon and time seemed to fly. Once we had the. "I was up late last night thinking about it. Getting mad at you was selfish. I know how hard you work, and you had clearly planned on celebrating my birthday today. It's inconsiderate of me to expect a special night out when you're already giving up your whole Saturday for me." She kissed his forehead. "Eat up."Arthur briefly wondered if she'd poisoned him, or if she planned on putting a knife in his back the second he looked away. For the whole time they'd known one another, she'd never let.