feed all of you?” Gabby muttered, and
Alicia chuckled. Gabby fixed her eyes on Alicia. She was very pretty, in that
storybook kind of way. She was tall and willowy, with long, soft blonde waves
of hair and a creamy complexion. She had pale green eyes, and heart shaped
lips—she looked like she could easily exist in another time period if only she
were dressed in some long, frilly gown. Gabby couldn’t help but wonder if there
was any substance to her, or if she simply floated through life.
“And you all are Zane’s family?” Gabby asked dryly. That was
bullshit. She didn’t know who these people were, but they certainly weren’t
family.
Alicia laughed again, her laugh having an almost musical
quality. “Something like that.”
Grayson scoffed and Gabby looked over at him. He walked over
and put his arm around Alicia’s waist and pulled her to him. Gabby rolled her
eyes and walked over to a chair by a window. She flopped down and looked
outside at the grounds. At least the view was nice.
“So what? I just sit here now until Zane comes back for me?”
“I guess,” Quentin said, moving towards her. “Sorry we can’t
give you anymore information. Did something happen today? What made Zane bring
you here?”
Gabby couldn’t understand what this strange group of people had
been doing up in this room, but maybe they all worked for the park.
She rolled her neck, hearing it crack and then looked out
into the parklands. “I was nearly killed today.” She pursed her lips. “For the
second time this week,” she added flatly.
She turned around to look at the others, and they were
exchanging looks.
“What?” she demanded.
“Can you tell us what happened?” Alicia asked.
“What, today?” Gabby challenged. “Today some lunatic showed
up at my job with a knife and cornered me. The other day, some big ass bear
started chasing me.”
Everyone exchanged looks again.
“What?” Gabby demanded, jumping up. “Do you all know
something that I don’t know?”
“No, no,” Alicia said quickly, coming towards her. “Just
have a seat. I’m sure Zane will straighten it all out.”
“Yeah, sure,” Grayson said sarcastically.
“Shut up, Grayson,” Alicia shot back.
“Enough,” Quentin ordered. “It seems like Gabby has been
through an ordeal. Let’s leave her alone.”
Alicia and Grayson sat back down at the table in the room,
and Quentin sat with them. They began talking in low tones, though Gabby could
care less. She closed her eyes, her tired to her bones.
After a few minutes she had the strange feeling that she was
being watched, and when she opened her eyes she saw Mick sitting in the chair
across from her.
“Geez! You scared me,” she complained, sitting up straighter
in the chair.
Mick stared hard at her, and Gabby shifted uncomfortably.
“Where do you work?” he asked.
“The Russet Falls Hotel,” she said slowly.
“And some guy came in and tried to kill you?”
“Yep. Pretty much.” She closed her eyes, hoping that he
would get the point; she wasn’t in the mood to talk.
She waited thirty seconds before she opened them again.
Sure enough, he was still sitting there.
“What?” she demanded, not caring if she seemed rude. The
other three were still involved in their conversation over at the table.
Mick shook his head. “Nothing, sorry. I’ll leave you alone.”
He got up and started to walk away before turning back to her. “So, are you and
Zane like an item or something?”
Seriously? When would this circus end?
“No.” She said flatly. “And I have no intention of that.”
Except a small voice in the back of her brain said that she might pretend she
has no interest, but she sure as hell was into making out with him.
“Really?”
“Yes, really. Now, without meaning to sound rude, I would
really like to just be alone for a few minutes.” She glanced towards the door.
If Zane didn’t come back soon she was going to freak the hell out.
“So, if you and
Alicia chuckled. Gabby fixed her eyes on Alicia. She was very pretty, in that
storybook kind of way. She was tall and willowy, with long, soft blonde waves
of hair and a creamy complexion. She had pale green eyes, and heart shaped
lips—she looked like she could easily exist in another time period if only she
were dressed in some long, frilly gown. Gabby couldn’t help but wonder if there
was any substance to her, or if she simply floated through life.
“And you all are Zane’s family?” Gabby asked dryly. That was
bullshit. She didn’t know who these people were, but they certainly weren’t
family.
Alicia laughed again, her laugh having an almost musical
quality. “Something like that.”
Grayson scoffed and Gabby looked over at him. He walked over
and put his arm around Alicia’s waist and pulled her to him. Gabby rolled her
eyes and walked over to a chair by a window. She flopped down and looked
outside at the grounds. At least the view was nice.
“So what? I just sit here now until Zane comes back for me?”
“I guess,” Quentin said, moving towards her. “Sorry we can’t
give you anymore information. Did something happen today? What made Zane bring
you here?”
Gabby couldn’t understand what this strange group of people had
been doing up in this room, but maybe they all worked for the park.
She rolled her neck, hearing it crack and then looked out
into the parklands. “I was nearly killed today.” She pursed her lips. “For the
second time this week,” she added flatly.
She turned around to look at the others, and they were
exchanging looks.
“What?” she demanded.
“Can you tell us what happened?” Alicia asked.
“What, today?” Gabby challenged. “Today some lunatic showed
up at my job with a knife and cornered me. The other day, some big ass bear
started chasing me.”
Everyone exchanged looks again.
“What?” Gabby demanded, jumping up. “Do you all know
something that I don’t know?”
“No, no,” Alicia said quickly, coming towards her. “Just
have a seat. I’m sure Zane will straighten it all out.”
“Yeah, sure,” Grayson said sarcastically.
“Shut up, Grayson,” Alicia shot back.
“Enough,” Quentin ordered. “It seems like Gabby has been
through an ordeal. Let’s leave her alone.”
Alicia and Grayson sat back down at the table in the room,
and Quentin sat with them. They began talking in low tones, though Gabby could
care less. She closed her eyes, her tired to her bones.
After a few minutes she had the strange feeling that she was
being watched, and when she opened her eyes she saw Mick sitting in the chair
across from her.
“Geez! You scared me,” she complained, sitting up straighter
in the chair.
Mick stared hard at her, and Gabby shifted uncomfortably.
“Where do you work?” he asked.
“The Russet Falls Hotel,” she said slowly.
“And some guy came in and tried to kill you?”
“Yep. Pretty much.” She closed her eyes, hoping that he
would get the point; she wasn’t in the mood to talk.
She waited thirty seconds before she opened them again.
Sure enough, he was still sitting there.
“What?” she demanded, not caring if she seemed rude. The
other three were still involved in their conversation over at the table.
Mick shook his head. “Nothing, sorry. I’ll leave you alone.”
He got up and started to walk away before turning back to her. “So, are you and
Zane like an item or something?”
Seriously? When would this circus end?
“No.” She said flatly. “And I have no intention of that.”
Except a small voice in the back of her brain said that she might pretend she
has no interest, but she sure as hell was into making out with him.
“Really?”
“Yes, really. Now, without meaning to sound rude, I would
really like to just be alone for a few minutes.” She glanced towards the door.
If Zane didn’t come back soon she was going to freak the hell out.
“So, if you and
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