Solo_Intergalactic Dating Agency by Tasha Black

Author:Tasha Black [Black, Tasha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: 13th Story Press
Published: 2018-05-23T18:30:00+00:00

15

Cecily

Cecily finished re-taping the last box and straightened up, brushing off her hands.

“It’s a bust,” she said.

“Now what?” Kate asked from the hallway outside the tiny storage locker. She and Kirk had just rejoined them after securing them all rooms at the only thing resembling a hotel in town, the Greenville Inn.

“I’m not sure,” Cecily said. “If nothing in here brought on a memory of my dad, I don’t know where I’d have to go to find one. I don’t have any more of my mom’s stuff anywhere.”

Solo’s expression was unreadable.

She wondered if maybe he had seen something after all.

“What about your house?” Bea asked.

“I sold it,” Cecily said. “There’s another family living there now.”

“Do you know them?” Kate asked. “Would they let us visit? Just in case there is some kind of clue there.”

“No, and no,” Cecily said. “I was still kind of hurting about my mom when I sold the house. I never met the people. The estate attorney signed everything for me. But I wasn’t the most pleasant negotiator. I don’t think they would have much reason to help me.”

“But they never actually saw you?” Bea asked.

Cecily shook her head.

“So we pretend to be from the gas company,” Bea said.

“Oh, like 101 Dalmatians,” Buck put in excitedly.

“Uh, yeah,” Bea said, less excitedly. “Kind of like that.”

“But we won’t take any puppies, right?” Buck asked.

“Of course not,” Bea assured him.

“It’s a good plan then.” He nodded sagely.

“We need costumes,” Kate said.

“I’ve got a couple of coveralls I use when I’m building props,” Cecily said.

“This seems risky,” Kate said.

“The worst thing that can happen is that they try to call the gas company and we make a break for it,” Bea said.

“What do you think, Solo?” Cecily asked. “If we can get you in there can you get a reading off something like a wall or a door?”

“I saw you after touching the kitchen counter back in Philadelphia,” Solo replied. “It was before I even met you, Cecily.”

She felt the blood rush to her cheeks.

“Okay, let’s do this,” Kate announced, buying Cecily a moment to recover.

Cecily secured the storage locker and they all headed out to the RV.

Half an hour later, they were pulling up in front of the brick Cape Cod where Cecily had grown up.

She noticed that the flowering azaleas were still in the beds in the front of the house. The new owners had put up a porch swing and planted a row of baby evergreens that would one day block the neighbors’ driveway.

Her mom had always talked about doing that.

“You okay?” Kate asked.

Cecily nodded as they approached the door.

“I’ll handle this,” Bea said, marching forward.

Cecily fought the urge to giggle.

Bea always wore black satin, leather or lace. Her goth style was epic. But in preparation for her role as a gas company representative, Bea had borrowed a hot pink polo shirt and a pair of khakis from Kate. She actually looked pretty professional, but to anyone who knew the real Beatrix Li, the difference was comical.

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