" And then, to Miss Brontë, he said, "All right, please gather all the teachers together."
Miss Brontë lifted her chin. "I'd rather not do anything until I know whether you're going to arrest my friend."
Alexander frowned.
"You don't scare me."
Alexander kept frowning.
"Not even with that mask."
More frowning.
"Fine. But remember, she's my friend, and even if she did kill him, she helped the school. You have no idea how bad things were. It was self-defense."
"I know about the burlap."
"Daisy was allergic to burlap!" Miss Brontë pulled out her notebook and scribbled what looked like He knows about the burlap. "All right, go ahead and solve the murder, but don't arrest anyone I like."
He tried not to smile. "I make no promises, Miss Brontë. "

― Cynthia Hand , My Plain Jane (The Lady Janies, #2)