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emotion was acute horniness. It’s not the horniness itself that’s an issue here. It’s what’s behind the horniness. I clearly have some sort of problem here. And I was hoping you could, you know, help me figure it out.”
    Suz raised her hand. “I have the answer to what’s behind the horniness. It’s called a failure to get laid.”
    Really, Hayley should have expected this. She was only getting as good as she gave on any other Sunday. And if it weren’t her problem, she’d be laughing as hard as the rest of them.
    â€œOh, wow. Oh, man. I’m a genius. I can help. We can all help.” They all looked over at Diane. She looked mighty pleased with herself. “Say you’ll come over to the apartment on Thursday night.”
    â€œFor what?” Suz asked.
    Diane shook her head. “I don’t want to spoil it.”
    Audra folded her arms across her chest. “Last quarter when yousaid that, you made us do an experiment for your biology elective that turned our fingernails green for three weeks.”
    â€œIt’s nothing like that. Just say you’ll come. If you won’t do it for me, do it for Hayley.”
    â€œI don’t even know what you’re talking about,” Hayley grumbled. She had a bad feeling about this.
    â€œIt’s not going to hurt you. But it could help. Come on, guys, say you’ll do it.”
    â€œOh, all right,” Hayley finally said. Suz shrugged and Audra nodded reluctantly. After all, how bad could it possibly be?

Chapter Three
    H ayley hid in Diane’s tiny bathroom, listlessly rummaging through the contents of the medicine cabinet. Although she wasn’t compulsive about it, Diane had obviously straightened up recently. Things were clean and white, including the towels. The whole place had a slightly antiseptic, two-star-hotel quality to it.
    Hayley stared at Diane’s lackluster collection of toiletries. Maybe she was just feeling resentful because Diane was a student and had spare time to do things like clean bathrooms. Lucky girl.
    Of course, Hayley hadn’t cleaned much of anything during the paid week of “mental health” time-off that New Economy Mouthpiece had provided, most likely to ward off one of those unpleasant emotional distress lawsuits. Granted she probably had enough evidence against the business even without the corpse, but free time-off was free time-off.
    The sounds of Suz and Diane arguing about the DVD player filtered through the door. Those two seemed to be in cahoots about something. Audra was probably still in the kitchen arrangingher signature crab puffs on a silver tray. With a shrug, Hayley closed the cabinet and delved into the top drawer under the sink.
    Really, one would think with Diane’s interest in analysis, she’d have some serious psychotropic drugs or something. Something mood-altering would be good. Lithium, anyone? Heh. Oh, hello! Jumbo-size ridged condoms. Good girl, Diane. Ooh . . . expiration date: 2001. Not so good. I guess I’m not the only one —
    â€œHay? Is everything okay in there? I made crab puffs. I know you like them.” Pause. “Are you ever coming out?”
    Hayley paused with her hand in the drawer. “Nope. I’ve got a clean bathroom and a closet full of blankets and towels. If you just leave the crab puffs outside the door and replenish every half hour, I see no reason to ever come out.”
    â€œSeriously, Hay. You’re worrying me. Come out and let Diane do whatever it is she’s going to do . . . Hey! What do you two think you’re doing?”
    Hayley heard Audra’s footsteps retreat, followed by the sound of the microwave. Now Suz, Audra, and Diane were all arguing. She could hear the terms “crab puffs” and “popcorn” being discussed in angry tones. Well, she might as well go out there and get it over with.
    Hayley closed the drawer and stepped