was flying around,” she said.
“I thought
someone was murdering you, the way you screamed,” Niki said.
“You came to save
me, didn’t you?” Stacy said, smiling. He looked like an unmade bed – his hair
was messed up from sleeping and his shirt was all wrinkled. You are
downright adorable , she thought.
“Yes, I was
going to save you,” Niki admitted. “Although I don’t know why. I’ve never
taken so much abuse from anyone in my life.”
Stacy
couldn’t help but smile. There was something very endearing about him, in
spite of the circumstances. Maybe it was that Patty Hearst thing. “What time
is it anyway?”
Niki looked
at his watch. “11:30.”
“No wonder
I’m hungry. Let’s get something to eat.”
“Right now?”
“Well, yeah.”
They got downstairs
and found Eli and Jason out on the veranda. The table was littered with beer
bottles and empty bags of chips.
“You’re
awake,” said Eli. “And let me guess, you’re hungry.”
“Shut up,
Eli,” Stacy said grumpily.
“You wake up
on the wrong side of the bed?” he asked.
“A huge
jungle beetle chased me out of bed,” she stated.
“What?” Eli
looked at Niki.
“There was a
bug in her bed,” Niki said, rolling his eyes. “Where’s Carlos? Did he ever
come back from the boathouse?”
“He came back
and got some stuff then went back down there,” said Jason. “Grab a beer and
pull up a chair,” he told Niki, pointing to the ice chest.
Niki opened a
beer and took a big, long swig. He looked out over the ocean, “There’s a
storm coming.”
“Yeah,” said
Jason. “It’s supposed to be intense.”
“May I get an
escort to the kitchen, please?” Stacy said, frustrated by her lack of freedom.
“Or if I promise not to run, I could just go on my own,” she suggested.
“Your turn,
Eli,” said Niki.
Eli groaned.
“I was right wasn’t I, you are hungry again,” he said, dragging himself up out
of his chair at a snail’s pace.
“Come on!”
Stacy said impatiently, pulling Eli by the arm.
Eli made
himself dead weight. “No, don’t let her take me!”
Stacy started
laughing. She tried to pull him towards the kitchen, but she couldn’t budge
him, so she got behind him and pushed him across the veranda, while he
continued his protest. She was laughing and she stopped, holding her side.
“It hurts to
laugh,” she said.
“Come on.
Let’s get some food,” Eli said, pushing Stacy in front of him and following her
into the kitchen.
Jason and
Niki had been watching the two harass each other and both were thinking the
same thing.
“We’ve got a
problem.” said Jason.
“Yeah, we
do,” Niki agreed.
“What are we
going to do?” Jason asked.
“I don’t
know,” said Niki.
Chapter 10
The first
thing Carlos did was walk through the boathouse looking for any kind of
physical evidence left by the person or persons who planted the bomb. He
combed the place from top to bottom but all he found was a small piece of tape
that he assumed was off of what was used to tie the dynamite together. He
meditated inside the boathouse for several hours then went up to the house and
returned with his goodie bag.
When the moon
was in just the right position, Carlos made a circle with stones on the beach
beside the boathouse and drew two lines in the sand, dividing the circle in quadrants.
He anointed one black candle and one white candle with oil, while he
concentrated on finding the person who had planted the bomb. He placed the
white candle in the southern quadrant and covered it with a glass shield and
placed the black candle in the northern quadrant and covered it with a shield.
Next, Carlos took the broken lock from the boathouse and dusted it with salt,
then laid it in the eastern quadrant, together with several scraps from the
boat that had washed ashore, the piece of tape he found in the boathouse, and
some silver charms he took from his
“I thought
someone was murdering you, the way you screamed,” Niki said.
“You came to save
me, didn’t you?” Stacy said, smiling. He looked like an unmade bed – his hair
was messed up from sleeping and his shirt was all wrinkled. You are
downright adorable , she thought.
“Yes, I was
going to save you,” Niki admitted. “Although I don’t know why. I’ve never
taken so much abuse from anyone in my life.”
Stacy
couldn’t help but smile. There was something very endearing about him, in
spite of the circumstances. Maybe it was that Patty Hearst thing. “What time
is it anyway?”
Niki looked
at his watch. “11:30.”
“No wonder
I’m hungry. Let’s get something to eat.”
“Right now?”
“Well, yeah.”
They got downstairs
and found Eli and Jason out on the veranda. The table was littered with beer
bottles and empty bags of chips.
“You’re
awake,” said Eli. “And let me guess, you’re hungry.”
“Shut up,
Eli,” Stacy said grumpily.
“You wake up
on the wrong side of the bed?” he asked.
“A huge
jungle beetle chased me out of bed,” she stated.
“What?” Eli
looked at Niki.
“There was a
bug in her bed,” Niki said, rolling his eyes. “Where’s Carlos? Did he ever
come back from the boathouse?”
“He came back
and got some stuff then went back down there,” said Jason. “Grab a beer and
pull up a chair,” he told Niki, pointing to the ice chest.
Niki opened a
beer and took a big, long swig. He looked out over the ocean, “There’s a
storm coming.”
“Yeah,” said
Jason. “It’s supposed to be intense.”
“May I get an
escort to the kitchen, please?” Stacy said, frustrated by her lack of freedom.
“Or if I promise not to run, I could just go on my own,” she suggested.
“Your turn,
Eli,” said Niki.
Eli groaned.
“I was right wasn’t I, you are hungry again,” he said, dragging himself up out
of his chair at a snail’s pace.
“Come on!”
Stacy said impatiently, pulling Eli by the arm.
Eli made
himself dead weight. “No, don’t let her take me!”
Stacy started
laughing. She tried to pull him towards the kitchen, but she couldn’t budge
him, so she got behind him and pushed him across the veranda, while he
continued his protest. She was laughing and she stopped, holding her side.
“It hurts to
laugh,” she said.
“Come on.
Let’s get some food,” Eli said, pushing Stacy in front of him and following her
into the kitchen.
Jason and
Niki had been watching the two harass each other and both were thinking the
same thing.
“We’ve got a
problem.” said Jason.
“Yeah, we
do,” Niki agreed.
“What are we
going to do?” Jason asked.
“I don’t
know,” said Niki.
Chapter 10
The first
thing Carlos did was walk through the boathouse looking for any kind of
physical evidence left by the person or persons who planted the bomb. He
combed the place from top to bottom but all he found was a small piece of tape
that he assumed was off of what was used to tie the dynamite together. He
meditated inside the boathouse for several hours then went up to the house and
returned with his goodie bag.
When the moon
was in just the right position, Carlos made a circle with stones on the beach
beside the boathouse and drew two lines in the sand, dividing the circle in quadrants.
He anointed one black candle and one white candle with oil, while he
concentrated on finding the person who had planted the bomb. He placed the
white candle in the southern quadrant and covered it with a glass shield and
placed the black candle in the northern quadrant and covered it with a shield.
Next, Carlos took the broken lock from the boathouse and dusted it with salt,
then laid it in the eastern quadrant, together with several scraps from the
boat that had washed ashore, the piece of tape he found in the boathouse, and
some silver charms he took from his
Similar Books
