Free Ghost: Books of the Dead - Fantasy Best Seller and Supernatural Teen Book: (Ghost, Occult, Supernatural, Occult and Supernatural) by John Stone Page A

fell short of it. Then, she climbed up the ladder and reached up to see what was there. She looked closer and saw that there was another book that was missing from the row. Emily dusted off a layer of grime from the top of a book. Then, she took out the first book from where one of the books was missing. It showed the batch of 1972. She flipped through the pictures and didn’t see anyone that she knew of, and then she flipped again. She saw nothing.
    Who was she looking for?
    She sighed and then turned towards the section where another book was missing. She took out the book on the left, and it was the class of 1966. Hence, she concluded that her friend was looking for someone from the years 1973 and 1967. That’s assuming that Grace was the one who took those books out.
    Who was it that Grace knew from 1967 and 1973?
    Emily stood motionless on the ladder for a moment and was puzzled beyond doubt. She saw Mr. Mitchell walking towards her and she had a feeling that he would probably know. After all, he worked in the library for so many years and must have some idea if anyone significant studied here during those years.
    “Mr. Mitchell,” she called down to him. “Did Grace take the year books from the batch of 1967 and 1973?” she asked.
    “I have to check that, but I came by to ask you if you needed something,” he replied.
    “I just need to know which books she took with her,” Emily asked.
    “I’ll check,” he responded and went back again.
    Emily didn’t stop looking herself; she searched the entire rack to see if there was something that she had missed. Mr. Mitchell came back and informed Emily that Grace didn’t borrow any books the other day. Emily looked disappointed. She seemed to be moving further away from the answers every time she came within reach. Either that or someone had changed the evidence.
    “Grace didn’t take them?” she asked. “But two of the year books are missing. Someone must have borrowed them. Can you look for the person who took them?” Emily pleaded.
    He went off to the front desk again and came back with a glum face. Then, in his usual tone he said, “It was your professor, Mr. Gallagher. He took them, but not on that day. He took the yearbooks out yesterday.”
    Emily came down from the ladder and stood there looking at Mr. Mitchell with a confused stare. Her puzzle pieces didn’t fit. The why , who , when and where didn’t make sense at all. She was going around in circles and coming back at the same spot. She just couldn’t understand it. Someone knew something she didn’t know about the parcel which arrived at her door and Grace’s disappearance. She felt totally dejected and inferior as an investigator. There was no other way that she could go from here. The situation was just like her dream and she was stuck in the mire of her own imaginings.
    Even though she knew that it was Mr. Gallagher who questioned Grace, and it was him who took the year book, she still didn’t have a clue as to why. She needed to ask him directly, but she didn’t know how to approach Dr. Gallagher. With Grace still gone, Emily knew she had to find a way very soon. If she couldn’t confront her professor, then the only way to find out more about him was through the students. This place was a gossip farm. Nothing could be kept hidden within the premises of the university. Even if there was a slight rumor, it spread like wildfire. So if there was something odd about the aged professor, it would be known by someone. Just going about getting that juicy tidbit of information could be difficult. Stalking around campus asking about a professor’s whereabouts could come off as creepy, and if caught by the dean, could almost guarantee punishment.
    There was a lot of planning going on in her mind: whom to ask or what would be the right source. She could ask Keisha to help her, but then she didn’t want Denise or Mia to know. Things were already getting a bit out of hand, and Emily didn’t want