Wicked Treasure (Treasure Chronicles Book 3) by Jordan Elizabeth

Author:Jordan Elizabeth [Elizabeth, Jordan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781620078594
Publisher: Curiosity Quills Press
Published: 2017-04-11T05:00:00+00:00

lara Larkin,” Amethyst called into the stillness of the plantation garden. A heated wind blew across the bushes and trees, plucking petals off the flowers.

Where Hedlund owned browns and grays, the south vibrated with color. Color and bugs. Mosquitos buzzed around her head as if trying to fall into unison. She slapped at one on her face before glaring across the stone benches. The ghost didn’t appear.

The pebbles underfoot shifted as Clark moved his stance from behind her.

“Clara Larkin, come out,” Amethyst yelled. “We need to talk to you!”

The ghost could not flit in one day and refuse the next. The fortuneteller and his secrets… ugh. Amethyst kept flicking her fan as she wandered down the path, around a rose bush. In the darkness, the pink blossoms seemed to glow. Maybe she would take one inside for Jolene and Zachariah once Clara showed up.

Something dark stuck out from beneath a lilac bush. She crouched to lift a jacket, red in the dim light coming from the mansion’s windows. Had someone indulged in a tryst? Perhaps the day had been too hot and the garment had blown. She shook it out, noting the white buttons shaped like stars, and the high blue velvet collar.

The edge of a photograph poked out from the breast pocket. She picked it with her fingertips. The sepia image of a girl with a calico dress and black ringlets.

“How sad that we can leave our image on paper, but never stay forever,” Clara said from the right.

Amethyst whirled toward her, dropping the jacket and photograph. “It’s about time you showed up! I’ve been calling you. Don’t you care about what happens to the fortuneteller?”

Clara flickered before her body brightened. “I can do nothing for you.”

“Wait, Miss Larkin.” Clark jogged toward them. “Is it true your family was involved with the government to make people foresee the future?”

Clara Larkin’s face remained unreadable. Amethyst reached for Clark’s hand and squeezed his fingers. They could go to the orphanage without Clara’s help and they could find… something.

“We want to prove what happened,” Amethyst said.

“Help us prove it,” Clark added. “What can you tell us? We’ll go to the orphanage where your family worked. We’ll do anything we can to prove what happened. The fortuneteller won’t have to run all the time. He’ll be protected.”

Clara Larkin lifted one hand to her mouth.

“We’ll find the other baby,” Amethyst offered.

“The government cannot be stopped.”

“Yes it can,” Clark said. “I was an experiment. I got away from that life of always running. Your… kids… can’t suffer because of the government.”

Clara Larkin flickered, and Amethyst reached for her before the ghost solidified once more.

“You’ll go to the orphanage?” The ghost floated higher than the fountain behind her.

“Yes.” Amethyst kept her hand lifted, hoping it looked friendly and helpful.

“We’ll do anything,” Clark repeated. Amethyst shivered, although the wind had stilled. He would, too… and she would follow him.

“Go to the orphanage,” Clara Larkin said. “I’ll tell you what you need to prove what happened.”

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