Jayne Ann Krentz by Eclipse Bay

Author:Eclipse Bay [Bay, Eclipse]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Penguin Group USA, Inc.
Published: 2000-10-03T05:00:00+00:00

Rafe paused in the office doorway and studied the scene. There was a computer on the desk. The telephone had several lines. The hardware was nearly buried amid piles of notebooks, photos, and newspapers. The bookcase was crammed with volumes. Several framed front-page editions of the Eclipse Bay Journal hung on the walls. One of them featured a photograph of Trevor Thornley standing with the former owner and editor of the newspaper, Ed Bolton, and his smiling wife, Bev.

“I always wondered what a newspaper editor’s office looked like,” Rafe said.

Jed grinned and leaned back in his chair. “This is what this particular newspaper editor’s office looks like. Have a seat.”

“Thanks.” Rafe cleared a heap of out-of-town newspapers off a chair and sat down.

“Want some coffee?” Jed gripped the arms of his chair as if about to push himself up and out of it. “One thing we’ve got a lot of around here is caffeine. Part of the mystique.”

“No, thanks.” Rafe glanced at the computer. The screen showed a page of text. He glimpsed the words. “Thornley stated that he will run for the Senate on a platform that calls for social and personal responsibility.”

“You got a one-on-one interview with Trevor Thornley?” Rafe asked.

“Did it this morning before he left for Portland. I’m writing an editorial for tomorrow’s edition.”

Rafe settled back into the chair. “What’s it like talking to a future U.S. senator?”

“Not a whole lot different than it was talking to a future member of the state legislature eight years ago. Only he’s much more polished these days. But it’s still tough to get a straight answer out of him.”

“Probably why he’s come so far, so fast.”

“Probably. Well, like they say, he may be a sonofabitch, but he’s our sonofabitch. I think Eclipse Bay can count on him to remember his roots even when he winds up in Washington, D.C.” Jed propped his elbows on the chair arms and linked his fingers across his small paunch. “What brings you here today?”

“Idle curiosity.”

“The best kind, I always say. That’s what makes good reporters.” Jed chuckled. “What are you curious about?”

Rafe steepled his fingers. The decision to pay a visit to the offices of the Eclipse Bay Journal had seemed a spur-of-the-moment thing. He’d been on his way back to Dreamscape when it struck. But now that he thought about it, he realized that it had been nibbling at the back of his mind all morning, ever since Walter and Torrance Willis had voiced their theories about Kaitlin Sadler having been murdered by a sex maniac from Seattle.

“I’ve got a favor to ask,” he said. “I want to take a look at some old editions of your paper.”

Jed’s eyes darkened with sudden interest. “How old?”

“Eight years.”

Jed whistled tunelessly. “Well, I’ll be damned. You want to see the coverage of Kaitlin Sadler’s death, don’t you?”

“Is that a problem?”

“Hell, no.” Jed’s chair squeaked as he sat forward abruptly. He fixed Rafe with an intent look. “What’s up?”

“Nothing. I told you, I’m just curious, that’s all.

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