Isabelle held back the urge to curse. She gritted her teeth and said, “Those are needles for medical use. Who could they possibly hurt?”
How could a living person get hurt by needles?
“By that logic, we could keep knives in our dorms too, right? Besides, you’re not even in medical school. Needle for medical use? Do you even know how to do it?” Erin scoffed. “Hiding something like that in the dorm, who knows what you’re up to.”
“Professor, the three of us saw her with this stuff the other day. Who knows what she was doing?”
“Maybe she’s sticking the needles in the seats of the shared bikes. I’ve seen plenty of news about that.”
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