Dangerous Destiny: A Night Sky novella by Suzanne Brockmann & Melanie Brockmann

Author:Suzanne Brockmann & Melanie Brockmann
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Sourcebooks
Published: 2014-08-25T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Three

The next two days were seriously surreal—and this was well before Friday’s after-dark run to the Sav’A’Buck in Harrisburg. That fabulousness was still to come.

Calvin and I both took Tuesday off from school to search for Sasha in the daylight, while the rest of the neighborhood watch rapidly waned. It was creepy, seeing people who had been standing outside with flashlights and umbrellas just hours before as they bustled into their cars and SUVs for a normal workday as if nothing were different. Old Mr. McMahon, two houses down, whistled as he mowed his lawn.

Even the sun was shining again. It seemed, honestly, as though the entire world was giving Sasha the finger.

Wednesday meant it had been long enough since Sasha’s disappearance that the police could finally become involved. My mom had delivered an exhausting number of diatribes about that. She could still remember the days when a missing nine-year-old got immediate attention from the local police. But it had been decades since anyone gave a crap—or had a fully staffed police force.

She remembered too when a thing called Vurp had been the major way people communicated. Phone calls had video, not just audio the way they did now. She could go a full hour on how the infrastructure in Florida had corroded to the point where we were forced to resort again to voice mails and text messages.

But she was the one who’d moved us here from Connecticut. (And I could go and on and on about the injustice of that.)

When my alarm went off at six thirty on Wednesday morning, I pressed Snooze once and stared at my ceiling, wondering if I could get away with another day of absence from school. I wasn’t done searching for Sasha, even if everyone else was. I knew that even though the police could now be “involved,” they wouldn’t find Sasha, either.

“You’re going to be late for the bus!” Mom called, rapping briskly on my closed bedroom door.

I exhaled heavily. Guess school was on my schedule. Reaching over to my bedside table, I picked up my old-fashioned alarm clock and pressed the off button on the back. I’d had the alarm set on the loudest ringer. Being a deep sleeper, I needed the equivalent of a fire drill to wake me, and this old clock was loud.

Throwing my legs over the edge of my bed, I resolved to continue the hunt for Sasha that afternoon. There would be time after school to keep searching. Calvin and I had at least four hours of decent daylight after our last class.

As I showered, thoughts of Sasha popped into my head.

She had been the only person who was kind enough to bring a welcome basket over to our house when Mom and I moved in.

I quickly towel dried my messy red mane of hair before shoving it into a ponytail.

Then, wrapping a towel around my body, I went back to my room and started the search for an outfit.

The jangling alarm from my clock cut through the air unexpectedly.

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