Clarity by Kim Harrington

Author:Kim Harrington
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, pdf
Tags: Mystery, Young Adult, Paranormal, Romance, Fantasy, Thriller
ISBN: 9780545230506
Publisher: Point
Published: 2011-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

FOURTEEN

“ ‘I SAW YOU,’ ” I READ OUT LOUD. “WHAT IS THAT? A threat?”

“Sounds like it.”

The question I most wanted answered was, “Who?” Who did Billy see? Did he merely see Perry and Victoria messing around or did he see the killer? If Perry had gotten a note like that, he would have told me, right?

“The note must have gone to the killer,” I said.

“Why play around? Why not come to the police?” Gabriel rubbed his chin. “He must have been angling for something. A little blackmail to keep quiet.”

“So where is he now? Did he get enough money to leave town? Or did he chicken out and run?”

“We’re done here, let’s go,” Gabriel said, interrupting my stream of thought.

We exchanged polite good-byes with Betty, then headed toward Gabriel’s red Jeep in the driveway.

“What now?” I asked.

“I might have a way to find him,” Gabriel said, leaning against the hood. “The pings.”

I put up a hand to shield my eyes from the sun reflecting off the windshield. “The what?”

“Billy’s mother mentioned his cell phone. How cell phones work is they emit signals called pings every few minutes to the closest cell tower, and the tower relays the info to the network.”

“Do the phone companies keep the data?”

“Some just keep the last ping, some keep twenty-four hours’ worth. And of course the phone has to be turned on to be pinging in the first place.”

“Then call the company and let’s see what they’ve got,” I said.

“Not so fast. You need a warrant for that.” He unlocked the car. “Maybe my father can get one. We’ll see.”

By the time I got back home, it was nearly five o’clock. I had to admit, I liked being able to come and go as I pleased. The house was usually attached to me like a ball and chain. Mom always wanted Perry and me there as much as possible in case walk-ins stopped by. Especially during the summer season, the time I most wanted to be outside. This helping the cops gig was giving me a taste of freedom, and I liked it.

Gabriel dropped me off and sped away. I wandered up the sidewalk as a customer left the house. As he got closer, I realized it wasn’t a customer after all. It was Phil Tisdell, plodding down the walkway with his shoulders hunched over and his eyes locked on the concrete in fierce concentration.

“Mr. Town Clerk!” I greeted him with a smile. “How’s it going?”

He gave me a halfhearted wave. “Hi, Clare. See you tomorrow night.”

I’d never seen Phil so downtrodden. Normally, he’d give Santa a run for his money in a contest of joviality. Rather than his usual rumpled attire, he wore a neatly pressed blue shirt and dress pants. And was he wearing cologne?

“What do you mean, tomorrow night?” I asked, his words suddenly sinking in.

“The banquet?”

I shrugged. “You got me.”

This answer seemed to depress him further. He sighed. “The Eastport Chamber of Commerce Annual Banquet. It’s tomorrow night. Starla said you were accompanying her.

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