Crash by Eve Silver

Author:Eve Silver
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Katherine Tegen Books
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

UNCORRECTED E-PROOF—NOT FOR SALE

HarperCollins Publishers

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AS JACKSON AND I HEAD TO THE ELEVATORS, I CHECK MY phone. We’ve been gone for almost two hours. Hard to believe. It felt like we were in that courtyard for just a few minutes.

I reach for the elevator button and freeze; the back of my neck feels like a bucket of spiders has been dumped over my head. Jackson tenses at my side and I’m guessing he feels it, too.

“Someone’s watching,” I say softly.

“Don’t turn,” he murmurs, sliding his arm around my waist as he pivots so he’s facing me, facing the open lobby behind me. He grins down at me like nothing’s wrong, his fingers pressing a warning against my lower back. “Laugh.”

I can’t. I’m not that good an actress. Instead, I punch him in the shoulder.

He laughs, and the desired effect is achieved. We look like a couple oblivious to the rest of the world.

Behind him, the elevator doors open and people get out. It’s going to look weird if we don’t get on. Whoever’s watching is going to know something’s off.

Jackson takes care of the problem, nudging my jacket out of my hands so it hits the floor. I bend to retrieve it. He bends at the same time, purposely bumping heads with me, then making a big show of rubbing my forehead as if he just hit me with a sledgehammer. The elevator doors slide shut. The people dissipate. Jackson snags my jacket and we do an impromptu tug of war, and that’s all the cover I need to look around.

At first I see nothing that stands out. The lobby isn’t exactly crowded. There are a few people lined up in front of the coffee stand. A couple of people in the gift shop. A volunteer at the information desk. A girl sitting in one of the chairs by the floor-to-ceiling windows, playing with her phone. My gaze slides past all of them, then stalls and backtracks.

The girl in the chair is—

“Kathy Wynn,” Jackson murmurs.

“Her mom works here. Maybe she’s picking her up.” I say it, but I don’t believe it. The dream I had, the one where Lizzie was trying to get in touch with me, the one where Marcy grew and grew and Kathy shrank to the size of a thimble, plays through my thoughts at lightning speed. I focus and will Jackson to see what I see, know what I know.

But we must have lost the connection somewhere between the courtyard and here, because he doesn’t give any indication that he’s hearing what I’m broadcasting. I’m about to say something out loud when he surprises the heck out of me and goes on full-out frontal attack rather than opting for stealth mode. He snags my hand and stalks across the lobby, dragging me in his wake.

“Hey, Kathy,” Jackson says. “Picking up your mom?”

She tips her head back and looks up at us, expression completely blank, like there’s no one home. Her gaze locks with mine. Her eyes are brown, not Drau gray.

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