Glow (Glimmer and Glow 2) - Page 94

No sooner had he thought that her actions were suspicious, Sal Rigo also slipped behind the grove of trees.

“Thad!” He turned and saw Brooke standing on the beach, smiling. She looked radiant tonight. She beckoned to him. “Celebration dance with me?”

He read her lips and manner instead of actually hearing her. The noise level at the beach party was out of control. “Sure,” he said distractedly. She was referring to the fact that they’d both been offered positions as Durand managers, he knew. But instead of going to join Brooke, he turned back to scan the shore. An uneasy feeling had come over him.

“Thad?”

“I’m sorry, can I take a rain check?” he asked, pointing significantly toward the kitchen and making a face. He was pretty sure that Brooke didn’t understand him, but since he was purposefully being evasive, he didn’t really expect her to. He plunged into the crowd of shouting, celebrating kids in the opposite direction from Brooke.

ALICE trudged up the last part of the road, watching as the castle floated fully into her vision. There was enough light left in the sky for her to see the grand, elegant home. She knew it was her imagination, the remnants of a child’s fanciful mind when it came to the house, but it often struck her as sentient: always ageless and waiting, sometimes mysterious in the sense of a wondrous fairyland, occasionally secretive, threatening, and dark.

Maybe it was the boisterous sounds and music of the distant beach party reaching all the way up the bluff, but tonight, she got no ominous vibes from the castle. Of course it was hard to be anxious with a man of Sal Rigo’s heft at your side.

“When I’m with Dylan, I usually enter at the back,” she called to Rigo when he headed toward the front door.

Rigo nodded and fell into step behind her as they walked toward the side of the house. Earlier at the party, she’d thought he seemed a little more approachable, wearing his Camp Durand T-shirt, talking with the kids as he passed out the photo journals, and helping out the counselors and employees setting up food and beverages. Presently, he’d switched back to his somber professional persona. She noticed him studying the side view of the castle through a narrowed gaze.

Was he worried about Dylan’s note? Alice was, a little, although probably not in the way Rigo was. She was definitely mystified. Dylan had already

indicated that he needed to speak to her about something important tonight. What had happened that had made him want to speak with her earlier? Or was the note about something different altogether?

Rigo paused at the perimeter of the stone terrace.

“I’ll watch and make sure that you get in all right. Then I’ll take the woods back to the party.”

Alice smiled and nodded in the direction of the distant music. “They’ll need you down there. If anyone asks where I’ve gone—”

“I’ll just tell them the truth. That Mr. Fall received some emergency information for you and wanted to give it to you in person. I doubt you’ll be missed, though, in that swarm. Besides, the night supervisors took over responsibility for the kids a half hour ago.”

“Thanks for walking me up, Sal. Night.”

“Night. And congratulations again about today.”

“Thanks.”

She used her key. She glanced over her shoulder as she entered, giving Rigo a wave. As she closed and locked the French door, she saw him fade back into the gloom. The sun had dipped completely into the lake, and dusk was descending fast.

She quickly keyed in the memorized code into the security alarm. Silence clung thickly around her as she made her way through the dim media room. The music and sounds from the party didn’t penetrate the thick walls of the castle. She flew up the three stairs that led to the kitchen level and headed toward the hallway.

She had no prescience of threat or fear. When the moment came, she was thinking of how much she was looking forward to seeing Dylan, despite whatever emergency had occurred. They’d face whatever it was together.

Addie’s past crashed into Alice’s present in a single jolting second via a disabling blow to the left side of her head.

TWENTY

Dylan left the house at around nine twenty that night to meet Alice. His head was ablaze with what he’d just read in Lynn’s journals. How was he going to tell Alice? It was bad enough he had to tell her that it was a matter of hours or days before the FBI appeared to question them. Now, Dylan had even more damning information to give the investigators. He’d have to contact Jim Sheridan as soon as Alice was up at the castle with him. Lynn’s journals would definitely rattle some old bones in the Addie Durand kidnapping case . . . and Dylan finally grasped that elusive motive.

But Lynn’s journals’ effect on Alice was what worried him most.

By nine thirty-three, he was starting to get concerned when Alice didn’t show up at their assigned spot in the woods. She was usually very prompt. He’d heard the music emanating from the marina beach as soon as he walked out of the house, of course. It was the traditional beach party they held on the next to the last night of camp. It was usually a pretty crazy affair, so at first, he figured that was why Alice was late. More than likely, she was celebrating the victory of her Durand job offer with the others and had lost track of time.

By nine thirty-five, he wasn’t so convinced, however. He was worked up by the contents of Lynn’s journals and more than a little anxious. For only the second time since Alice had arrived at the camp, he stalked up to her cabin front door, heedless of the glowing lights in the empty common area that could easily reveal his identity to any onlooker. He knocked, the first time sedately.

The second and third times, not so politely. He was about to run down to the marina when someone spoke from behind him.

“Mr. Fall?”

He spun around at the male voice. He saw a tall dark-haired man that he’d seen hanging around Alice at castle events alongside Kuvi. They stood a few feet from the cabin stoop, the male’s arm looped around Kuvi’s waist. They both looked a little taken aback at seeing him there.

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