Through the window of his rented loft on the strand he could see the cruise ships docked in port, the tourists in their tropical vacation wear shivering as they wrestled hundred-pound suitcases from the shuttle to the terminal doors. He rested his feverish forehead against the cold glass and clos...
Norine Durham said. Elaine sat down at the pew but not before crossing herself and bowing a bit before the cross. The hot shower had helped, as had a plain salad dug out of her refrigerator. She was at least feeling human again, even if her grandmother’s journal and her own curiosity had rendered...
Though she’d prefer wood, the plastic was always a safer bet when it came to readings. She didn’t cook with the gloves on. Not even latex if she could help it. On the back burner the pesto sauce was warming. Mac had texted and ought to be home any minute. For a moment, she wondered what was goin...
A couple of people had called for emergency rescue, apparently not believing help was already coming. But at least pandemonium had been averted. Plates of uneaten food were everywhere. Word had also been sent to the other dining rooms in the dorms. But, in all of this, no one had seen either Maur...
And the wait had not been long because there she was–Isabelle. She came in through the main, double, glass doors, her green dress swishing in the draft. It looked like the same agent was with her, though it was hard to tell. They all looked so alike in their conservative suits. Prentiss grinned. ...
Maurice asked, watching the wall of monitors. “Fifteen minutes,” said the security guard. Maurice had left Geoffrey in the living room with his vodka. Normally they caught kids on video, sneaking up the stairs, playing in the rooms–hide and seek about the worst of it. It always came as a shock t...
She’d been up after the reading at Angela’s locker because her vision of the beige lockers had proved valuable. Though not yet open for use, the new changing area and lounge were still accessible. Given the location of Angela’s parked Prius and her last known location at the lecture hall, the con...
The sly passages about necromancy had been very detailed, and reading through them left her feeling as if her mind were coated with a thin layer of foul slime, but at least she knew now that what Summer had done with her dandelions was probably not a product of an evil nature. As I know only too ...
Suddenly, though, she sat bolt upright. Had Mac handled the brewer, the toaster, the frying pan and, oh no, what about the refrigerator? It’d taken her years to work herself into a situation where she didn’t need to wear gloves at home.As she leapt from the bed, she dragged the sheet with her and...