It turned out it was not the chemistry classroom that had been blown up, but one of the history classrooms.

With multiple pipe bombs. The cops were going to interview pretty much everyone. I hoped they wouldn’t ask questions about anything other than the explosion. The problem was that it had been set off by a cell phone. Whoever it was hadn’t needed to be anywhere close when it had actually blown up.

Nobody had been hurt. I had a suspicion the intent was that nobody would be hurt. If they’d wanted to hurt or kill people, they’d have chosen a place where there would be more people and a time other than the switch between classes.

Besides. They’d pulled the fire alarm then set it off. No. This was somebody hoping to get a break from classes, in a rather dramatic manner.

Idiot. If you were really that mad at school, you could just skip. I’d done it, after all. But that it was a statement? I could get behind that. Not agree, but understand.

The cops were interviewing people in a small classroom. I stepped inside, and offered a smile I hoped read as genuine.

“Ms…Doe?”

“Long story.” Neither of them was Mike. Neither of them was anyone I had seen before. Two detectives – a man and a woman. “It’s my legal name until I come up with a better one.”

“Huh. Total amnesia? That’s unusual.”

I nodded. “I know. There’s a possibility I’ll wake up one day and all of my memories will be back, but there’s a possibility I won’t either. I’ve got used to it.”

“Okay. What do you know about the explosion?”

I dropped my shoulders. “First I knew was the fire alarm going off. We’ve had a rash of people pulling it to get out of class, so I figured it was just that.”

“And the explosion didn’t happen until after everyone was accounted for?”

I nodded. “I figure whoever did it didn’t want to actually hurt anyone.”

The woman scowled. “Answer the questions, Ms. Doe. Don’t try to do our job for us.” She had a rather sour expression and sounded like she’d been sucking on a lemon.

“Be nice,” her partner scolded gently. “That’s the obvious conclusion.”

And everyone was a suspect.

“Did you come to school on your own yesterday morning?”

I shook my head. “I walked with Kanesha. She’s my housemate.”

“And where were you overnight? Home?”

I nodded. “Mostly home. I only work weekends. I stepped out to a convenience store once…on my own.”

Which might mean I didn’t have a good alibi. Well, I didn’t do it, and I wasn’t too worried about having it pinned on me. It was just a matter of finding who really had.

I didn’t have much faith in the ability of Detective Sourpuss to do so.