Edenton 02 Carolina Isle by Jude Deveraux

Author:Jude Deveraux [Deveraux, Jude]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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"I hear fishing boats," R.J. said, his face close to hers. "I want you on one of them. I want you off this island."

Sara opened an eye enough to see that it wasn't quite daylight, which meant that they'd had maybe two hours' sleep.

She was tired, hungry, and dirty—but she still knew a trick when she heard one. R.J. was trying to get rid of her. "And let you have all the glory of solving the mystery?" She hadn't quite opened her eyes, but she heard him chuckle as he stood up.

"Today I'll talk to some of the fishermen and make arrangements for the lot of you to return to the mainland. Are you going to lie there all day?"

"Maybe," she said, stretching, her eyes still closed. It was cool and pleasant in the early morning on the porch and she didn't want to face reality.

"Sara," R.J. said in a tone she'd never heard before, "if you don't get up, I'm going to join you on that couch. Think we'll put on a show for the neighbors?"

She refused to let him bully her. "Naw," she said lazily, "they only look out the windows to see dead dogs."

When she heard him chuckle again, she opened her eyes. He was looking down at her in the way she'd seen him look at several women, but she didn't react as they did. She knew what happened to women who fell for that come-to-me look. Sighing, she sat up and looked out at King's Isle. There was no one in sight, just a lot of empty-looking old houses.

As she remembered Fenny Nezbit's dead body and all that the four of them had done to conceal it, Sara had to fight down the fear that rose in her throat. She ran her hand through her slightly greasy hair, and her tongue over teeth that felt as though they had green stuff growing on them. "Does prison have a bathroom?" she asked. "I need a bath, some deodorant, and clean clothes."

R.J. didn't seem to have heard her as he looked out at what they could see of the town. For all their ordeal, he didn't seem to have changed much. How was it that men could sleep in their clothes and wake up with them unwrinkled? And why did the stubble on his cheeks only make him look more rugged? If he stepped onto a fishing boat right now, he'd look like one of them.

Reluctantly, she got up. Minutes later, she was following him along the same road they'd been down the night before. Each step took them farther away from Phyllis Vancurren's house, farther away from Ariel and David. "Think they'll be all right?" Sara asked.

"I think they'll be ecstatic. They have enough money to live on for a few days, so they can do what people like them are so good at doing: nothing."

"You don't like them much, do you?"

"Who was it who came up with that idiot scheme of trying to

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