Something Old, Something New, Something Buried & Blue by Poppy Bolton & Karice Bolton

Author:Poppy Bolton & Karice Bolton [Bolton, Poppy & Bolton, Karice]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bulldog Press
Published: 2019-01-30T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

I had two options. I could have a complete meltdown by jumping to the conclusion that they had planted the note and my sister wasn’t alive, or I could choose to believe in hope.

I chose the latter as my gaze connected with my aunt’s.

Laughter drifted into the distance as the men went back inside the home.

“We’re on a mission,” I whispered to my aunt. “Let’s go take a look at where Jordan’s body was found and get the heck out of here.”

“You sure?” Aunt Molly asked.

“Completely. There’s a reason they’re concerned about a redhead. They believe she’s alive.”

My aunt nodded in silence as I stepped away from the home and snaked around to the side of the house where they’d all been standing. The smell of cigarette smoke still hovered in the air as we made our way to where yellow police tape still flapped in the wind.

My chest tightened as I glanced back at the house, praying no one stepped outside. There was no cover on our way in this direction. All we had were rows of cars blocking us from view. One misstep and someone could easily spot us from inside, which also made me wonder how Uncle Clyde hadn't noticed his nephew was being crushed inside one of these cars and moved into place.

I lifted the yellow tape, and my aunt and I both ducked under it. The car where the murder scene had taken place had been moved away from the other scrapped cars, but it looked as if they’d treated them all as evidence. I recognized the heap from a picture I saw on the television, and my stomach turned at the thought of finding Jordan’s body inside.

Aunt Molly began poking her head into the car. “I can’t tell if some of these stains are rust or blood.”

I scanned the gravel where grass had attempted to grow in subpar conditions and noticed a torn blue piece of glossy paper. I bent down and picked it up. There was something about it that seemed out of place and vaguely familiar.

I combed the rest of the area and found absolutely nothing. Aunt Molly turned up a gum wrapper, which also seemed out of place, but those two items were all we had.

“If we want to get out of here in one piece, I say we take our chances and walk straight out the front. Since he’s got visitors, the gate’s still wide open.”

“I can’t afford another run-in with the razor wire,” Aunt Molly agreed.

I pressed myself through a tiny crack between a wall of cars and prayed they wouldn’t collapse on me as my aunt did the same.

But it was the only way out of here without motion spotlights flashing on us so we trudged ahead until we hit concrete and the wide-open gate.

A shot of adrenaline appeared to hit us both as we made our way out the front and onto the two-lane highway. Our car was parked at the other end, but at least we were out of the junkyard.

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