The Captive Part II the Power by Smith L. J

Author:Smith, L. J. [Smith, L. J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Massachusetts, Juvenile Fiction, Horror & ghost stories, Young Adult, Witchcraft, Fiction, Dating & Sex, Romance, love, Paranormal, Fantasy, Young Adult Fiction, Social Issues, Fantasy & Magic
ISBN: 9780061671357
Google: DJwgPwAACAAJ
Amazon: 0061671355
Goodreads: 3665811
Publisher: HarperTeen
Published: 2009-02-04T08:00:00+00:00

The meeting was held the next day on the beach. Faye didn’t have a chance to veto the location because Faye wasn’t there.

“She’s with him,” Deborah said briefly. “I followed her this morning—Adam and I flipped for it last night. She met him at that same coffee shop where they met yesterday—”

“Hang on, hang on,” Laurel said. “You’re getting ahead of yourself. What coffee shop?”

“I’ll tell it,” Adam said, in response to Diana’s look. “Yesterday we went out of the cemetery and followed—Mr. Brunswick. That’s a joke, by the way.”

Diana nodded. “I used to do a little oil-painting, and Brunswick is a kind of paint,” she told Cassie and the group. “Black paint.”

“Very funny,” said Cassie. She was sitting beside Nick, a new position, and one that made her slightly self-conscious. She was very aware of him, of his arm beside her. If she leaned a little to the right, she could touch him, and it was comforting. “I wonder what he did with the real person who was supposed to be principal,” she said.

“I don’t know.” Adam couldn’t have helped but notice who she was sitting by, and the new expression in Nick’s eyes, a sort of protectiveness. Right now Cassie could see his blue-gray gaze flicker toward Nick, looking him up and down narrowly. It wasn’t a friendly look. “I don’t know how he managed to get the position. I don’t know why he would want it, either.” He glanced at Nick again and opened his mouth, but Diana was talking.

“Go on with the story. Go on, Adam. Tell us what happened when you followed him yesterday.”

“Huh? Oh, right. Well, he left alone, in a gray Cadillac, and we followed; Deborah on her bike and me in my jeep. He drove into town and went to the Perko’s Koffee Kup there—and guess who drove up a few minutes later?”

“Wearing a black lace minidress and looking really perky,” Deborah put in.

“Faye,” Diana whispered, looking sick. “How could she?”

“I dunno, but she did,” Deborah said. “We watched her through the window, and she went to his booth. He’s a living, breathing man, all right—he was drinking coffee. They talked for about an hour. Faye was prancing and tossing her head like a little filly in a show. And he seemed to like it—anyway, he was smiling at her.”

“We waited until they left, then Deb followed her and I followed him,” Adam said. “He drove to a summer cottage on the mainland—I guess he’s rented it. He stayed there all night, I think; I finally left around one in the morning.”

“Where did Faye go?” Melanie asked Deborah.

Deborah made a face. “I don’t know.”

“Why not?”

“Because she lost me, okay? Riding a Harley isn’t exactly inconspicuous. She started going through red lights and suddenly making U-turns, and in the end she lost me. You want to make something out of it?”

“Deb,” Cassie said. Deborah scowled at her, then rolled her eyes and shrugged.

“Anyway, this morning I waited outside her house, and she went back to meet him.

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