Hidden by Suzanne Halliday

Author:Suzanne Halliday [Halliday, Suzanne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-02-08T05:00:00+00:00

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Amy glared at the phone on the side table when the vibrations signaling a text made it wobble. Sometimes she hated the constant presence of the communication device.

Pressing her thumb on the home button, she waited for the notifications to appear and focused on the most recent.

A message from Missy.

She sat up so quick that the bowl of chips on her lap dumped out. Shit. Bumbling with the phone, she was nothing but thumbs as she brought up the text box.

Hey. Cocktail update. Vio-lotta-bullshit just got in a cab and left. Mom has a bad case of pinched mouth. Patsy may or may not be drunk. Tom’s stomach is gurgling from apprehension. Some little fat guy named the Judge keeps trying to hold Quinn’s hand. The Mayor has a penchant for insanely dirty jokes. Oh yeah, and Davy looks like he has twelve hours to find the final Horcrux before all hell breaks loose. WTF?????

Holy crap-a-looza! Violet left?

She scooted into a more comfortable position and texted back.

Whadayamean she left? Was there a scene?

Waiting for a reply took a dog’s age. She pushed hair behind her ears and chewed a nail. What did this mean? Did David pull the plug in the middle of Quinn’s soiree? That didn’t seem like him. He wasn’t a big fan of public theatrics.

No scene. She was laughing as the cab pulled up. Mom and Davy were both outside.

None of this made sense. Laughing? What the hell? She checked out the time on her TV’s cable box and quickly responded.

Is David still there? Is he okay?

Missy replied a few minutes later. Check this out.

Two seconds went by and a picture appeared. David and a portly looking gentleman engaged in a deep conversation. Barely visible in the corner was Quinn wearing an expression that almost appeared happy.

Who’s that? She’d barely pressed send when Missy’s next comment appeared.

A judge. He’s Greek. Something hinky is going on.

Amy jumped up and started pacing back and forth in her small, childhood bedroom. The last time she went downstairs, their backyard neighbor was helping her dad drag a bunch of crap out of the garage as Mom and her brother Doug shouted unhelpful directions. Joanie, of course, was out running around.

She couldn’t have been more wrong about seeking distraction in her family’s daily life. She should have stayed at the apartment and made David come straight there after the get together at Quinn’s.

What should she do? Texting him on his personal phone would be breaking protocol, but her burner phone was turned off and in her purse. Downstairs.

Plus, she didn’t want to be that girl. The one who crawled up her man’s ass every opportunity she got.

The sapphire bracelet twinkled in the light. First of many, he’d said. She had to give him the benefit of the doubt and wait, but that didn’t mean she wasn’t going to squeeze every drop of available information out of Missy.

How drunk is your aunt? Epic drunk or shit stirring drunk?

Another picture appeared. This one was slightly blurry as if hurriedly and probably surreptitiously taken.

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