[hr][hr][center][h1][color=F2D7E7]Whitney Carlyle[/color][/h1][img]https://media.giphy.com/media/buW5rKztYqEdG/giphy.gif[/img][hr][color=F2D7E7][b]Location[/b][/color]: Community Center[/center][hr][hr]

Whitney pulled up easily enough. Traffic was a bit heavier than usual but that was to be expected. She got out of her car and made her way inside. She wasn't here to have fun so she didn't bother looking for anyone she knew, though she was sure a lot of people from school and work were here. She waited along with everyone else before the speaker finally came up.

It shouldn't have surprised her to hear the FBI was going to be involved. The mystery surrounding Lucy's death was a lot and the manner in which she was killed screamed "TV Special". Of course the FBI would be involved. She was kind of miffed at the curfew. It meant she would have to leave work early every day and that cut into her paycheck. She wondered if perhaps she could squeeze in if one of the officers gave her a ride home. Surely that would be ok?

He opened it up to questions and Whitney just listened. She noted the school nurse spoke up. And she was right. Nothing like that happened here. Another question from some reporter asked another question. It struck her as...odd. A strange smell? What would that be? Was the killer wearing cologne or purfume? And how would she know that.

Interesting, to say the least.

However, the highlight had to be Scarlett Cromwell. She just HAD to make this about her. Lucy's best friend? As if. If her run-in with the popular group taught her anything it was that none of the populars liked each other, they just pretended they did. So, of course, Scarlett would take over the get-together and plan a party. She didn't want to go.

But she would. It was a way not only to get more insight, but to show everyone else she was ok.

She kept quiet though. Hopefully, the FBI agent would be around the police department and she could poke him with her own questions, but she didn't want to in front of anyone else.