Doctor Who Bernice Summerfield Adventures 73 (BS12) by The Medusa Effect (Justin Richards)

Author:The Medusa Effect (Justin Richards)
Format: epub

It was her own name that had stood out. Benny read through the paragraph several times. There was something here, again, that did not ring true. The entry was dated a couple of days before Maryann Decleiter’s funeral - before she had ever met Taffeta Graize or been offered the job. But that was not all. Again, Chromsky’s words suggested some longer-term planning than could be the case. How could Maryann Decleiter have been ‘shaping up to be’ a pain when there could at best have been a day between Medusa appearing on the scanners, and Maryann’s death. And why, if the team was only just being assembled, did Chromsky talk in terms of replacing Maryann with a substitute rather than finding another archaeologist? She paged through the rest of the book, hardly paying it attention, sipping at the wine as she tried to think. She was feeling slightly light-headed again. But this was not the constant ache that had been her companion for several days now: it was closer to the alcohol-induced haze that she would have expected from drinking a bottle rather than half a glass of wine. By the time Benny reached the first blank page at the end of Chromsky’s curtailed account, she was feeling decidedly woozy. She had come to no conclusion beyond the fact that it seemed from the logbook that Chromsky at least might have known of Medusa’s imminent return for longer than anyone else. Furthermore, he - or Taffeta Graize, or someone - had been assembling a team for this mission from well before Medusa’s return. The room was out of focus. Only the pages of the logbook in front of her seemed to exhibit any clarity. Benny reached out for her wine. But instead her fingers touched something lying on the desk between the blotter and the glass. It rolled slightly at her touch, and she struggled to focus as she picked it up and held it in the flickering light. It was an oldfashioned fountain pen. Without thinking, Benny unscrewed the top. The nib seemed in good order, shining gold with a hint of blue-black ink on its tip.

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