Shadow Cove 2: What Lies in the Darkness 2 (Shadow Cove Series) by Jessica Sorensen

Author:Jessica Sorensen [Sorensen, Jessica]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-12-24T16:00:00+00:00

My eyes pop open, and I gasp for air, bolting upright in bed. My forehead is damp with sweat, and my soaring pulse makes me question if I’m having a heart attack.

Deep breath in. Deep breath out. In. Out.

After a minute or two, I manage to steady my heartbeat and breathing. I glance at the clock and shake my head. 4:30 in the morning. Man, this is too early to be up.

I lie down in bed and attempt to go back to sleep, but my dream replays in my mind, branded into my thoughts. Every step we took, every word we exchanged felt so real, like most of my dreams about Sawyer and my hallucinations. Then again, this dream felt different, too. He wasn’t there to talk to me. He was trying to show me something.

Slipping out of bed, I tiptoe out of the room, being extra quiet to avoid waking up Kennedy who is passed out on the inflatable mattress on my floor. Once I get into the hallway, I hurry straight for my brother’s closet and flip on the light. I don’t even know what I’m looking for, especially since most of his belongings have been emptied out.

“What were you trying to show me?” I crouch down and rest my palm on the closet floor, unsure what I’m even looking for or if I should be looking for anything. Maybe I’m just some crazy girl sitting in her dead brother’s closet, hoping to find an answer that doesn’t exist. “It’s just carpet, Mak. What do you think you’re going to find? It’s not like we didn’t clean out his room.”

Still, I’m not ready to give up yet. Sawyer used to hide things in odd places: cigarettes under his mattress, beers beneath his bed, and my mom even once found a joint lying on his closet floor. Why he stupidly left the joint out in the open is a mystery other than maybe he was too stoned to realize.

Or maybe he was trying to hide it somewhere and got caught.

Hmmm … I glance around and notice a torn spot of carpet in the far back corner of the closet. Not untypical for our house, but I peel back the corner, anyway. By the time the carpet catches, I have half the damn floor flipped back.

Scratching my head, I stare at what I’ve found. “A crawl space? Just how long has that been here? And why did it seem like Sawyer was trying to show it to me in my dream?”

I slip my fingers along the cracks, drag the piece of wood off the entrance, and a cold chill slithers down my spine. Does he want me to go inside? I shiver again at the thought, getting a really bad case of the heebie-jeebies. Then I think of Sawyer in that lake, drowning … of him coming into my room that day and asking for my help … of me letting him go without finding out what was wrong. I need to do this … for Sawyer … for my dad … for myself.

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