"I don't know, man," Michael responded with a shrug, "Ric's always been pretty far out there, and since O'Cann smashed him in the face a while back, he's been even further gone. I just don't know what incentive he'd have to do something like this."
Michael shrugged his shoulders and mentally scanned through the information that he knew about Ric Chee. Unfortunately, that information was virtually nonexistent, but even the brief few sentences that came to mind would help him out. Part of him wanted to cancel the entire hoax and just announce himself as the culprit, but he really wasn't looking for a fight today.
"I wonder if he's got some vendetta against all the athletes since his little accident or something. I sure hope something comes up though, one person is way too many."
Michael was getting bored with this. Jessa had already lost interest and made her exit, presumably going to find that friend of hers she'd been waiting on when he dragged her into this whole affair. Now, Michael was rather tempted to do the same. Part of him was telling him that the best thing to do was stick it out and hang around with Boxer until the campus police got there or something, just so he didn't seem suspicious, but really, would a guilty man hang around the scene of the crime and talk to the victim?
"I should get outta here soon," Michael mused, "Homework and all that bullshit. I really hope ya find the guy though."
((Continued in Life is a Crowded Hallway