The Light From Other Suns (The Others Book 1) by V. E. Lemp

Author:V. E. Lemp [Lemp, V. E.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: White Tulip Press
Published: 2017-03-07T18:30:00+00:00

When Karen was close to home, she decided to drive straight to Mark’s house. He might not be there, but if not, she’d just wait on the porch until he arrived. She knew from a previous phone call that he’d be at the house by evening. As she made the turn onto his street Karen saw a small white car in her rearview mirror. It made the same turn. She’d watched that vehicle match her movements for the last several miles. She pulled into Mark’s driveway and sat for a moment, waiting until the white car drove past the house and headed down the street. “Now you’re really getting paranoid,” she told herself as she walked to the front door, still watching the road for any sign of the vehicle.

Mark opened the door before she even touched the bell. “I heard your car. It makes a distinctive sound.”

“You mean an old, rattling car sound?”

“Yes.” He stood back to allow her to enter the house. “I suppose it didn’t give you any trouble on the road?”

“No. It’s old but dependable. Rather like me.” She offered a wry smile.

“Since I’m older than you, I take exception to that remark. Although I suspect you’re dependable. Now sit down and fill me in. You mentioned a few intriguing items in your calls.”

Karen sat on a sofa facing the fireplace and launched into a full report, referring to her notes from time to time. Mark walked about the room as she talked, ceasing his pacing only to quiz her on specific points. Kate, ensconced in her usual chair, raised her head once, apparently recognized and accepted Karen’s presence, and fell back asleep.

“I think Bronski might be the key to the most pertinent information,” Mark said. “But only if we can convince him to talk. You said he worked for Exocorp for some time?”

“Yes, but not anymore. He wouldn’t say why he left and seemed anxious when I pressed him on it.”

“That sounds promising.” Mark moved toward the kitchen. “Keep talking, I’m going to get us something to drink. I stocked up on chardonnay.”

“I’m not a lush, you know.” Karen spoke sharply. “I’m perfectly happy with water.”

“Well, I’m not,” Mark called from the kitchen. “Now, what’s this business with Myron Tarrow and his daughter?”

“I told you. Ariel had a dream, and Tarrow wants to meet with me. Something about dark-eyed people. Those damn, dark-eyed people again,” she added under her breath.

“What?” Mark asked just as the doorbell chimed throughout the house. He walked into the living room and handed Karen a glass of wine as the doorbell rang again.

“Going to get that?” Karen asked.

“I’m not expecting anyone.” Mark crossed to the front door, setting his glass down on a side table. “And I don’t recognize that car.” He motioned for Karen to stay seated.

As he slowly opened the door, a burly arm pushed its way into the room, pressing him against the doorframe. The arm was connected to a short, stocky man with sandy hair and a face rearranged by old injuries.

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