Secrets Worth Killing For

The air in Briarwood hung heavy with an unnatural chill, even for May. Dark clouds pressed down on St. Paul's Catholic School, mirroring the grim scene below.
Three girls lay splayed on the cold cement of the courtyard, their young lives extinguished, their forms grotesquely bent. Police cruisers, their lights flashing silently, lined the street, holding back a morbidly curious crowd of students and townsfolk.
Detective Evan O'Riley, accustomed to such sights, felt a prickle of unease. This was different. The sheer youth, the stark innocence of Haddie Taylor, Anya Wilson, and Kiera Barnes, broadcasted an unspoken tragedy. Too young. Too broken.
He ran a hand through his hair, the murmurs of "suicide" already rippling through the small community. But as Major Frank Connolly approached, the question hung unspoken in the cold air: What truly happened on that roof?
