Don't Look Twice by Carolyn Keene

Author:Carolyn Keene
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Simon Pulse

Chapter

Ten

DO YOU HAVE ANY eyeliner?” George asked Nancy’s reflection in the mirror. It was an hour before the gala, and they were both wearing their new clothes.

“Check in my makeup bag. It’s on the bed.”

Nancy was putting on her lipstick when Nella popped in. “I need to make an early appearance, so I’ll meet you two over there, okay?”

Nancy hadn’t told Nella about Martha. Nella was still under the impression that Denise wasn’t missing at all, and Nancy didn’t want to ruin her hostess’s evening by telling her the grim news. Besides, four snoops at one party was enough. She didn’t want Martha to get suspicious.

“How do I look?” asked George. Nancy turned around.

“George, you look amazing.” It was true. The short bolero jacket and tailored pants showed off George’s long, slim figure. She was wearing just a touch of makeup. But the clothes and the makeup really didn’t matter as much as the radiant glow of excitement in George’s eyes. George would have been great in jeans and a T-shirt right then.

Nancy snapped her makeup case shut and looked at herself in the mirror. A less-than-happy detective stared back. She needed answers—fast.

The two girls drove over to Harrigan House, where Ned and Dave were waiting to be picked up. On the ride to the gallery Nancy coached them about what to look for at the party.

“Because we believe there’s a connection between Martha Raphael and Denise’s kidnapping, we should all be aware of who Martha talks to at the party,” she advised the others. “Also, keep an eye on Mr. Mason,” she added. “The kidnappers might send him another message or phone call.”

A few minutes later they pulled into the circular drive in front of the gallery. Car after car was lined up. Stylishly dressed men and women poured in through the front doors as a team of valets parked cars. Nancy turned her keys over to one of the valets, and then the four friends went into the mansion.

The entry hall was packed with people chattering and checking their coats.

“Can I help you?” asked a woman with thick, black-rimmed glasses and bright red lipstick. She was sitting at a small wooden table with a computer printout of names in front of her. She stared up expectantly at Nancy.

“Nancy Drew, plus three,” Nancy said.

The woman ticked Nancy’s name off the list and smiled. “Feel free to check your coats. There’s a buffet table set up in the dining room. Enjoy the show.”

Ned took their coats, and Nancy, George, and Dave climbed the staircase to the second floor.

The place was blazing with light. A woodwind quartet sat off in one corner of the ballroom, filling it with reedy sound. People were standing in small clusters around the rooms, admiring the paintings or chatting with one another. From the snatches of conversation that Nancy caught, most of the guests seemed more interested in gossip than in the art on the walls.

There was a wide range of ages and types of dress at the party.

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