Coldcliff Police Station, October 24, 10:43 a.m.
BECK: I just don’t have anything else to say. (pauses) Am I gonna be here much longer? Because I have a test tomorrow. I don’t want to fail.
OFFICER OLDMAN: You don’t want to fail this test either. Just a few more questions today, Beck. Do you recognize these images?
BECK: (shuffles through photos, closes file folder) Nope. Never seen them before in my life.
OFFICER OLDMAN: I find that hard to believe. I was under the impression that almost everyone in your class had seen them. They went live on a new Instagram account in March.
BECK: It’s a girl in a sweatshirt. So?
OFFICER OLDMAN: A Princeton sweatshirt. Look where she is.
BECK: Some building. Don’t recognize it.
OFFICER OLDMAN: It’s right near your house, though. You ride past it on the way to school. It’s a clinic that performs abortions.
BECK: Okay. Guess I never noticed it before.
OFFICER OLDMAN: Did Tabitha ever confide in you about getting an abortion? Did she tell you she was going there?
BECK: No. Why would she? And how do you know that’s even Tabby? It could be anyone in a Princeton sweatshirt.
OFFICER OLDMAN: That’s the sweatshirt sources say Mark gave her. Who else would be wearing it?