The Glass Wall Collection by Carmen Caine

Author:Carmen Caine
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Romance, young adult, Magic, science, teen fiction juvenile, fairies, Fiction, myths, legends extraterrestrial beings, action, fairy, adventure fantasy
Published: 2014-07-06T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen – The Figure in White

Al was in the kitchen lacing up his boots. His camouflage jacket was carefully folded over the chair with his Neighborhood Watch crime notebook and a black Sharpie tucked in the pocket.

“Good timing, Sydney!” He wagged his finger at me.

I nodded, actually glad to go tromping out in the snow.

I was too angry for anything else.

“Betty thought this one would fit you,” he said, reaching for a paper sack next to his chair and handing it to me.

It was a smaller version of his camouflage jacket.

I put it on and smiled.

It strangely made me feel powerful.

“And this one’s yours,” he continued, handing me a flashlight. “We’ll practice proper flashlight usage techniques. There’s one for patrol and one for criminals, but we’ll have to do it outside. Betty’s not too keen about having a flashlight in her eyes.”

I smiled, empathizing with Betty.

“Go get your notebook, whistle, and Ajax, and we’ll be ready,” Al said, standing up and rubbing his palms together in anticipation.

I ran to my room, finding the notebook and whistle easily enough, but no Doberman.

A quick search found him sprawled comfortably at Betty’s feet in the family room as she sat somberly viewing the contents of a large cardboard box.

“What’s wrong,” I asked her curiously.

She sent me a rueful smile. “Oh, I got my bargain mystery box today. I usually have such luck with these, but it looks like I goofed up this time, honey.”

I peered into the box to see twelve gallons of neon purple nail polish.

“You could always donate it to the zoo so they could paint their elephants’ toenails,” Grace chortled.

Even Betty laughed at that.

“Up, Ajax,” I said, prodding him with my toe. “It’s time to go catch criminals.”

His ears perked up at that, and he jumped eagerly to his feet.

“Bloodthirsty little beastie,” I muttered under my breath, but I didn’t really mean it. I felt safer hearing his toenails clicking behind me.

As Betty and Grace called after us to have fun, Al and I burrowed into our camouflage jackets, grabbed our flashlights, and stepped out into the snow.

It was falling incredibly fast now, turning our neighborhood into a kind of magical wonderland but a mysteriously dark one. The weak glow of the streetlights barely penetrated the flurry of white snowflakes floating down from the sky.

As I stepped off the porch, I noticed Ajax balk from the corner of my eye. Astounded, I teased him, “You’re not afraid of getting a little cold or wet are you, Ajax?”

Al glanced over his shoulder.

“A Doberman?” he asked incredulously. “They’re police dogs, the fiercest of the lot! A little water means nothing to them!”

Without a backwards glance, he continued down the driveway.

Ajax flattened his ears at me, and then stretched out a finicky paw as if to test the coldness of the snow.

I began to snicker.

He clearly didn’t like getting wet.

“You’re such a little weenie!” I laughed, rubbing it in unmercifully. After all, he deserved it. “Who’d have thought such a big, bad

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