Chapter 18

One day, the police showed up at our classroom during Ms. Cressen's lesson. "Ms. Cressen, we need to ask your student, Tanner Rosenbloom, a few questions regarding a specific situation. Please take him out of the classroom." No matter how close we were to the door, we could never overhear a conversation that was going on outside the classroom. "Finley, what's going on? Did Tanner do something?" "I don't know, but my uncle has been busy dealing with the case regarding online loans. Could it be that Tanner is involved in one of them?" Finley speculated. "Are you dumb? He's a minor. How can he apply for an online loan? Besides, if he does apply for a loan, the debtor should be here to collect the loan in person, not the police!" We made a ton of speculations, but at the end of the day, none of us got closer to the truth than we originally were. Two days had passed since then. Tanner never returned to school. Ms. Cressen had someone move his desk to a corner. She even gave us a les