Dark Light of Mine by Corwin John

Author:Corwin, John [Corwin, John]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance, Fantasy, Paranormal
Publisher: Raven House
Published: 2012-07-18T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 21

My mind flashed back to the scene after the green demon had killed Meghan's mom. I saw the bloody scrap of paper in Meghan's trembling hand. Her current self in the here and now looked down at her own hands as if seeing the same thing, as if suddenly recalling something terrible she'd forgotten. I knew the exact feeling. Elyssa's hand tightened on mine.

"Let me see this foreseeance," I said to Vallaena. "I want to read it for myself."

"I don't have it," she replied. "I explained to Elyssa that every variation of it which has been spoken and recorded has vanished over the years."

"Sounds like a conspiracy," Smith said.

Felicia groaned. "Oh crap, not this again."

"Conspiracies exist!" He threw his hands in the air. "Why are you so opposed to the idea?"

"Can't you just let our parents rest in peace?" Felicia jerked herself off the couch, face red. "Not only did I become an orphan, but I lost my brother because he's so damned obsessed." She stormed away, though not far since the hideout wasn't very big.

Smith looked embarrassed. "People conspire all the time. I mean, who wouldn't want to at least find out who murdered their parents?"

"Who were your parents?" Dad asked.

"The Nostis."

"Phillip and Maryann?"

Smith nodded. "You knew them?"

Dad shook his head. "I remember Alice talking about them."

"I remember Phillip and Maryann," Meghan said. "They met with my mom sometimes."

"Did they meet with my mom too?" I asked.

"I think so. Like I said, my mom didn't allow me into her meetings and I think she might have blurred some of my memories."

"What was the date the green demon attacked us?"

Meghan furrowed her brow. "I couldn't say exactly. Though the memory is pretty clear now, some details are still blurry."

I concentrated, trying to recall something, anything that would give me an indicator of the date. I'd been fairly little at the time. Seven, maybe eight? It seemed about right, because Mom told Meghan's mother, Sandy, that she was pregnant. It amazed me how clear some of those details were now, as if the horrible event had just happened yesterday. If my sister Ivy was almost eleven now then, yeah, my age guesstimate would be about right.

"How old were you when your parents died?" I asked Smith.

He looked up from his tablet computer and took a moment before answering. "Eighteen."

"Roughly five years ago?"

He nodded.

Utilizing the power of math, I figured the attack on Meghan's mom had happened nine or ten years ago, four years before the murder of the Nostis. Were the two incidents connected?

Smith ran the numbers as well. "Four years is a long time to wait if they were trying to wipe out your mom and her acquaintances," he said. "Why not all at once?"

"Might look too obvious?" I couldn't think of another reason, though I felt certain some diabolical mastermind out there could figure it out in a second.

Dad arched his eyebrows. "Wait a minute, Justin. Are you saying you, Meghan, and your mother were there when Sandy Andretti was killed?"

"Yeah.

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