Rock Spider (A New Hampshire Mystery Book 2) by Mira Gibson

Author:Mira Gibson [Gibson, Mira]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2015-12-29T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Like a gopher, Wendy had been popping up to peer at her over the cubical wall all morning—Coffee? And, Need help? And, Thought you said something—and each time Gertrude had hit her with I’m fine, or Gotta work, or Wendy, please! As though it was a game of Whack-A-Mole that neither could win.

She was due back at the King's house that afternoon. Harold McNeil had called in every last favor he had with the District Attorney to push through the 10-1C Application for Temporary Removal of a Child and finally the Belknap court had granted the DCYF the right to remove Roberta King from her home. Which meant that Gertrude had less than five hours to coordinate the necessary arrangements, and Wendy was being more distracting than helpful.

It also didn’t help that Gertrude kept getting sidetracked with the mind-bending correlation between Maude’s death and her sister's. Complicating matters was the satanic aspect, which gave a whole new meaning to Roberta’s self-mutilation scars. But every time Gertrude attempted to follow the thread linking the probable cause and effect, she became bogged in woolly confusion differentiating Roberta from her own sister. Doris had harmed herself in the exact same way, after all.

And it was for this reason that Gertrude had gotten no further than the “Foster Family Recommended” field in the online template. Staring at the blank field, watching the cursor blink, ignoring Wendy’s sudden appearance over the cubical wall that divided their work spaces—Snack? I could use a sugar bump, and Gertrude’s response NO THANK YOU—she visualized entering her own name, but couldn’t bring herself to type it.

Wendy shuffled past her desk, making her way to the break room, and Gertrude pulled up the webpage for the New Hampshire Department of Corrections on her laptop, which she’d positioned to the right of her desktop computer. Plugging in her DCYF access code, she puzzled over the possibility of Satanism. It seemed so unlikely. Considering Charlie King, Maude’s death, the homicide cover, the suicide report, the uncanny connection with her own accident, and all the other cogs and sprockets making up this twisted machine, she didn’t see how satanic rituals could be the grease on its wheels, not to mention the state of NH wasn’t exactly known for sadistic cults.

But the vandalism in her cabin had been satanic, and Charlie King had locked up five men for messing around with his daughter. It was possible men like Tom Jefferson, Jimmy Dalton, and Mike Waters would have insight as to precisely how it all tied in. Whether or not they’d talk to her was an entirely different matter, but regardless she pulled up the correctional facility contact page and began scheduling appointments.

As soon as Gertrude set her desk phone in its cradle, Wendy perched against the cubicle wall.

“The Wong’s could take her,” she said offhandedly then blew on her steaming mug of coffee. “They’re over on Opechee, near you as a matter of fact. And they have a daughter, Jennifer I believe, who’s Roberta’s age, or younger.

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