Page 61 of She Didn't See It Coming
Then there’s a whole chorus of replies from others demanding to know more too.
Lizzie feels a surge of excitement. Why didn’t she think of this before? She can hide behind this lie, pretend she knows someone in the police. It’s believable. Of course there could be leaks. She makes another post.
There was no sexual assault.
Brittany Clement
Tell us more.
Farah Spence
Then why was she naked? The police said that her clothes are missing. They’re looking for them.
Lizzie posts again.
She had bra and panties on. Just her yoga pants and sweatshirt are missing.
Brittany Clement
That’s what I heard too, she was in bra and panties.
Emma Porter
Brittany ClementHow did you hear it?
Brittany Clement
Emma PorterI know people too.
That gives Lizzie pause. Who could this be? A journalist maybe, snooping around the police for information, snooping here too? Or someone from the police? She wonders again whether the police check out these groups. She shouldn’t have posted that photo of Bryden from her phone. Lizzie picks up her cell phone, searches for the photo, and deletes it. She looks at Brittany Clement’s profile but there’s no information about her at all. Just a blank. She taps out a new post.
The lack of sexual assault makes them think it’s more likely that it wasn’t a stranger. But I don’t agree. I don’t think it was someone she knew.
Karen Hennin
You seem VERY worried that they might think it was someone she knew. Are you one of those people?
Lizzie feels her heart begin to pound. She will stick to her story of having a friend in the police. She just has to brazen it out.
Emma Porter
Karen HenninNo. I didn’t know her.
Brittany Clement
Emma PorterMaybe I did.
Lizzie stares at the words on her screen. Who the fuck is this? Is someone playing with her?
Emma Porter
Brittany ClementDid you know her or not? And if so, tell us how.
But Brittany Clement doesn’t answer.
Lizzie sits for a moment, perfectly still, waiting for Brittany Clement. But it becomes clear that she’s not going to reply. Plenty of other people want to interact with her, however. Lizzie spends more time discussing the case online with the people in the group. She thinks she’s become someone they are turning to, as an authority on this case that they’re all so engrossed in. It’s because they think she’s got a friend in the police. Lizzie has never felt so important, sonoticed, even though she is anonymous. She glows inside. She posts again.
I might even be responsible, in an indirect way, for finding her. They’d already searched the building thoroughly on the day she disappeared but couldn’t find her. I suggested to my police friend that they bring in a cadaver dog, and they finally did. It was the dog that found her in the storage locker.
