I'll Never Tell by Catherine McKenzie

Author:Catherine McKenzie [McKenzie, Catherine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mystery, Thriller
ISBN: 9781542040341
Google: guFrDwAAQBAJ
Amazon: B07FSBSMKT
Barnesnoble: B07FSBSMKT
Goodreads: 40201006
Publisher: Lake Union
Published: 2019-05-31T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 25

Frozen

Kate

“That is so sick,” Liddie said in reaction to the knowledge that their father had been spying on them—and cataloging it—for much of their lives.

“It’s horrible,” Kate said. She felt unsteady. The timeline she was looking at—her timeline—was stark, to her at least. Amy, Amy, Amy, and then a string of anonymous women even she had trouble remembering. How had her father known all this? It was one thing when they were safe and secure at camp, visible to him, easy to follow. But after she’d left? How could he know about it unless he was following her regularly or having someone do it for him? What possible purpose could doing that serve?

“Did you have any idea?” Liddie asked.

“None.”

“Fuck.”

Kate used the sleeve of her sweater to wipe her brow. The Craft Shop felt oppressive, like the worst days of summer, when even the night was humid. Was her father mentally ill? Is that what this was? Where did the compulsion to spy on people come from, otherwise? And what did that make her twin, until now the chief spy of the family.

“Well,” Kate said lightly, trying to distract herself, “at least now we know where you got it from.”

“Oh, ha. Ha, ha, ha. I never did anything like this.”

“Not far off though, right?”

“We both agreed to that, Kate.”

Kate’s mind filled with memories. Swimming silently through the black water. Seeing the man in the canoe that sat too low if there was only one person in it. Their teeth chattering as they crossed the lake again in stunned silence, trying to figure out what they’d seen, what to do.

She shook her head. They’d sworn to never speak of it, to never tell anyone. She turned to leave but was stopped by the loud ringing of the bell. Not the usual eight beats for breakfast but the emergency signal, a succession of quick pings that meant: Come to the lodge immediately.

“Fire drill?” Liddie asked.

“I guess we’d better go find out.”

Within a minute, everyone was assembled at the lodge. Sean was standing on the balcony, the bell rope still in his hand. Ryan and Margaux arrived together, coming from the direction of the house. Amy exited from the kitchen, an apron tied around her waist, sweat on her brow. And Mary, who was in jodhpurs, leaned casually against the building.

“What’s going on?” Ryan asked.

“We’ve got a hundred people coming tomorrow,” Sean said.

“Yeah, we know.”

“We’ve got to get ready.”

“Aren’t the caterers taking care of everything?” Kate asked Amy.

They made eye contact. Amy looked tired, defeated. Was that because of her? Did she wish Kate hadn’t come back? But she knew she would; it was her parents’ memorial weekend. Amy could’ve been elsewhere, asked for the weekend off. Or maybe she couldn’t. Amy’s finances, or lack thereof, were never something they discussed. Because at camp they were equals . . .

Even as she thought this, Kate knew it was ridiculous. They weren’t equals. She was the owner’s daughter and now an owner herself. Her parents had paid her a meager salary equivalent to Amy’s, but it wasn’t the same.

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