Sapphire Nights: Crystal Magic, Book 1 by Patricia Rice

Author:Patricia Rice [Rice, Patricia]
Language: eng
Format: epub

Wiped, Walker strode into the café carrying Sam’s backpack and hoping to find a gallon of iced water to drown himself in. Half the town was there. Before he could even open his mouth, they bustled out of the kitchen with boxes of plastic wrapped sandwiches and ice coolers he hoped were filled with drinks.

“The landline at the lodge is dead, and we couldn’t phone to ask if it was safe to bring these to you,” Dinah called as she sliced tomatoes and fed them out on lettuce leaves in an assembly line on the counter. “Want us to send Aaron up while you cool off a bit?”

Walker sought Sam in the crowd but didn’t see her. If he were really fortunate, someone had driven her out of town. But with his luck, Carmel had probably murdered her. The backpack hung like a heavy weight off his shoulder. He needed to return it.

“Much appreciated,” he said with a nod, taking a glass handed to him. “They’re just looking for hot spots now. Send Aaron up. I need to report to the sheriff.”

“Any word on who burned the cross?” Mariah asked from behind the counter. She was wrapping the sandwiches Dinah prepared, while the antique dealer carried the boxes out to his truck.

“They have to wait until it cools, but out there on those rocks, they won’t find much. If anyone saw anything suspicious, you need to let us know.” He glared meaningfully at Mariah, who’d been the last person he’d seen flinging flame around.

“Not us, I swear,” Mariah said, holding out her hand palm up. “Crosses are the last thing we’d burn.”

“Come sit down over here, dear,” Cass called from one of the few booths. “The sheriff allows time to eat.”

Dinah handed him a sandwich and Tullah refilled his water glass. Figuring he’d find out more if he talked to the locals, Walker worked his way through the crowd to the back booth. Only when he got there did he see Sam.

“You’ve got Tullah doing your job?” he asked, then almost bit his tongue. Why the sarcasm? Especially after he’d dragged her off the mountain over his shoulder and then practically thrown her at Carmel. He’d be lucky she didn’t cut him off at the groin.

She took the backpack he handed her and studied him warily. “It got you, too, didn’t it?”

He stood there awkwardly, balancing his sandwich and drink, until Sam relented and scooted over to let him sit. “Got me how?”

“The evil force,” Cass said with cheer. “Sam is finally convinced that evil exists.”

“Negativity,” Sam corrected. “Negativity is not necessarily evil. Saying spiteful things isn’t evil.”

“Will I regret sitting here?” Walker asked, nearly draining his glass before biting into his sandwich. Dinah could even make cheese and tomato taste like heaven.

“You need to stop talking like a Null if you want my aunt to tell you why your father may have been up here,” Sam warned.

Since she was glaring at Cass instead of him, Walker settled down to listen.

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