The Hallowed Hunt by Yasmine Galenorn

Author:Yasmine Galenorn [Galenorn, Yasmine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Nightqueen Enterprises LLC

Chapter Nine

I waited until nine-thirty to call Amanda, wanting to avoid waking her if she were sleeping in. “Hey, it’s Ember from the Wild Hunt.”

“Have you found Eleanor?” The hope in her voice made me cringe.

“No, I’m sorry, but I do have some questions I need to ask you. We can either do this on the phone, or I can drive over if you like.”

I could hear the catch in her voice and realized I had dashed her hopes. “No, the phone is fine. What do you need to know?”

“We’ve talked to a couple of the parents of the…” I didn’t want to say dead girls, but I wasn’t sure how else to phrase it. “I need to know, at your AlkaNon meetings, was there ever a woman there who was of a slim build, possibly a blonde, and she would have shown more interest in your home life than you’d expect a stranger to. Her name might have been something like Naomi. She’s a shifter.”

There was a pause, then Amanda gasped. “Yes, actually. I usually hang out with Tawny, but I do remember that a new member started coming at the beginning of the month. She’s a shifter. Her name…it’s not Naomi but rather, Natalie. She’s a blonde, and very thin. Why, do you think she may know where my Lani is?”

I wasn’t about to tell Amanda that I suspected the woman might be the kidnapper—shifters went off half-cocked all too often, and if she thought that Naomi—or Natalie—had swiped her daughter, there was no telling what Amanda might do.

“She’s a person of interest. We’re trying to reach her to find out what information she might have. Do you happen to have her last name?” I knew, given AlkaNon’s policy, it was likely she wouldn’t have it, but on the chance, I asked anyway.

“No, I’m sorry. We don’t give out last names in the group. The only reason I know Tawny’s last name is because we’ve become good friends. But Natalie—something about her bothered me, so I shied away from her when she began to ask too many questions.”

“When was the last time you saw her at the meetings, and do you remember what she said she was there for?”

Amanda hesitated, then said, “I think…a week ago? Meetings are on Tuesday nights. Eleanor disappeared on Saturday, so yeah, last Tuesday. As to what Natalie’s problem is, she said she’s a recovering crackalaine addict.”

Bingo.

“Thank you. If I send a sketch artist out to your house, can you work with them to create a picture of Natalie?” I still had to send one out to Samantha, as well.

“Of course.” Amanda paused, then asked, “Do you think we’ll be able to find my baby?”

“We’re going to do everything we can, Amanda. That much I can promise you.” I hung up, then called the sketch artist the Wild Hunt kept on retainer. I made appointments for him to visit both Samantha and Amanda, then called them both to pin down the times. By the time I was done, it was ten o’clock.

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