Chapter 47

"You think this skin-walker killed Vickie? Did something with Professor Wadluck to get at the stone?" I asked.

He sighed and raked his hand through his hair. "I don't know. All I know is that I've never killed anyone, and it's not safe to trust anyone at this school."

Such a smooth liar, this one. No wonder he fooled everyone with his golden-boy looks and a velvety deep voice that reminded me of crystallized honey. I wasn't fooled for one bit.

"So Ryze needs someone with a good soul to activate the onyx stone." I shrugged like it didn't matter. "Then what?"

"Well, you'd probably have to ask him, but I'm guessing it won't be fun and games for the rest of us like it wasn't all those years ago."

So, slavery, torture, and necromancy of the human kind. That would get ugly fast. There was no doubt in my mind that someone was helping Ryze, but none of what Ramsey had said so far proved it wasn't him.