The Ghost of Grey Fox Inn by Carolyn Keene

Author:Carolyn Keene
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3, mobi
Publisher: Aladdin

After an hour of cleanup, Parker and I hitched a silent ride back to the inn with Mr. and Mrs. Hill. We all trooped, exhausted, back into the main lobby. “Thank you for your help, Nancy,” Mr. Hill said before I turned to go upstairs. “I know you’re not really part of the wedding, so it was mighty kind of you to stay behind and lend a hand.”

“Of course,” I said. “Even a stranger would see how much Charlotte and Parker love each other. I’m happy to do whatever I can to make sure their big day is just as they always dreamed it would be.”

At my words, I saw Mrs. Hill blush. She looked at Parker’s tired face and reached out to grab his hand. “I’m sorry I got so hot under the collar back there, sweetheart,” she said to him. “I know Charlotte’s a grade-A gal, and no amount of bad luck will keep you two lovebirds apart. Okay?”

Parker looked at his mother and smiled. “Thanks, Ma,” he said.

I smiled too, glad that I could help put the wedding back on track—even in this small way. But a niggling worry in the back of my mind warned me that the culprit wasn’t done with their mischief just yet.

Parker and his parents retired to their rooms on the first floor. Just as I was ascending the staircase up to mine, Bess and George emerged from the hallway above and spotted me. “Nancy!” Bess exclaimed, rushing down the stairs to where I stood. “I’m so glad you made it back. We were starting to worry.”

I sighed. “It took a while to finish cleaning up. How’s Charlotte?”

Bess’s shoulders slumped. “Okay, I guess. We just got her settled down for the night.”

“Not the best way to spend the final hours before your wedding day,” George muttered.

“No, it isn’t,” I said, frustrated. “In all the chaos, I never got a chance to talk to Alicia or Tucker more. I hope I can get a chance to do that in the morning—before the culprit can do any more damage!”

A moment later I heard someone shout “No!” from below us. It sounded a lot like Parker.

“I think,” George said, “we might be too late.”

The three of us tore down the rest of the stairs back to the first floor and down the hallway toward Parker’s door. Before I could hammer on the door with my fist, it flew open, revealing Parker standing there, his eyes wide with panic.

“They’re gone!” he cried, panting heavily.

“What are?” I asked.

“The wedding rings!” he replied.

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