Ripples in the Shadows (Mystic Lake Series Book 2) by Kathy Dexter

Author:Kathy Dexter [Dexter, Kathy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-03-11T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 27

T HE HOT WATER SLOSHED over Hunter’s head and drenched her entire body until the shivering stopped. Her head pounded with the same agonizing spasms she’d suffered those nights in the hospital after her parents’ deaths.

The man with the cobweb tattoo tried to kill her. She'd read that intent in his eyes.

But what possible motive could he have?

Surely not to rid the world of an innocuous author who’d written a fairy tale about a flying blue dragon and a magical princess. Although the protestors had given that impression. And the police probably would’ve chalked up her death to an out-of-control mob. Why look for a more sinister reason?

Was it because she’d stopped him from robbing the museum? Again, why kill her? She’d only seen his tattoo, not his face.

At least the police arrested Jones, but what if he weren’t the only one out to kill her? What about the other protestors? Or the men who’d attacked the cottage? Did any of them want her dead, too? Could she still be a target?

Would children be terrorized again so that a murderer could do his job? Guilt swarmed like buzzing bees. The pain shifted from her head to her stomach. She barely made it to the toilet in time, upchucking what little food remained in her stomach from breakfast. She used a washcloth to mop up some splotches around her face, toweled herself dry and hurried into the bedroom to pull on black slacks and a white t-shirt. She sat on the edge of the bed, elbows on knees, hands over her face as though she could block out the horrible memories of what happened––what could have happened.

A flash of light made her blink, brought her out of her stupor.

The mirror.

She’d brought it upstairs last night before going to bed. If bells sounded from the shields the Gyld installed to protect the cottage, she wanted to be able to hear them, to wake up in time.

The mirror’s glass sparkled crystal clear, reflecting a young woman with troubled blue eyes and damp, tousled red-gold hair. Hunter drifted across the room, drawn to the flickering light and her own image. She'd forgotten about the scratches on her neck from when Jones tried to rip the pendant’s chain from her. He must have known its importance. Otherwise, why snatch it? Hunter stroked the raised welt, her mind whirling. He could have taken the amulet without killing her. Or were there other reasons someone wanted her dead?

To keep her from remembering the past?

The enchantment had begun to slip. Did the one who’d cast the spell know that? And now tried to stop her before she recovered her memories?

For a moment the room tilted, and the glass in the mirror rippled. Hunter’s image shimmered and shifted. Another face overlapped hers, similar bone structure but curly black hair instead of red. Aunt Miranda? Same features, but crystal blue eyes instead of her aunt’s emerald green ones.

Her deceased twin sister Meredith.

A ghost.

“Mother?” Hunter whispered, unbelieving, yet knowing that was the woman who smiled from the looking glass.

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