Listening to the conversation with Skelton was both frustrating and a little creepy. Not only did the man sound like he was crazy, very little of what he was saying made any kind of sense at all. Even with the entire leadership team sitting around the conference table, poring over every bit of information, dissecting every word, going over the conversation ten times didn’t make any of them feel any more confident that they had any idea why the old man had taken the risk and showed up on campus to begin with.

“The clippings are significant,” Hannah said, looking over the ones she had in front of her. “We...