Legend of The Lost: (Z & C Mysteries, #4) by Zoey Kane & Claire Kane

Author:Zoey Kane & Claire Kane [Kane, Zoey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Breezy Reads
Published: 2014-07-02T00:00:00+00:00

ELEVEN

Zo awoke first, excited for the day to begin. She was thinking of all the things she’d like to do, when she noticed a crinkled piece of paper on the floor next to Claire’s cot. Since she didn’t see it there last night, it was a point of curiosity more than clutter. She leaned over and picked it up for closer inspection.

The paper was worn with age. Zo carefully straightened it out. It said in cursive, “First, there is silver, then there are hammers picking a path to gold. A sudden throat, a secret held tight, not spoken. Only take what is given, or leave your life.”

“That didn’t rhyme at all,” she said.

The clock on her nightstand read 9:07. “Wake up, Claire,” she said louder.

Claire gave a sleepy groan.

“Wake up. Let’s go to breakfast.” Zo laid the paper on her bed. “Read what this says while I get ready. I found it on the floor. It wasn’t there when we turned out the lights to sleep last night.”

Claire studied it for a while in bewilderment. Once her mother emerged from the bathroom, looking fresh, Claire grabbed some clothes. On her way to the shower, she said, “That’s what I must’ve pulled out of my pillowcase last night.”

Before shutting the bathroom door, Claire called back, “What is it…? Somebody’s poetry? There’s no signature.” The shower curtain zipped along the bar, and the water’s spray whined from the pressure.

When Claire was all washed up and dressed, Zo joined her in front of the bathroom mirror. They slicked their hair back into ponytails. Claire’s dark brown hair was smooth and sleek; Zo’s strawberry blond tendrils fell in natural waves. Neither mentioned the paper again, nor thought much of it. At the last minute, Zo fastened on her new rose earrings, ceramic and cheap, but darling. Claire, on the other hand, chose large, gold hoops that dazzled. Kountry Kickin’ Fashions and Gas came in handy for more than a few reasons.

They soon entered the diner, lookin’ good.

Richard spent his time chatting up his table companions, having a second cinnamon roll, sipping coffee, leaning back in his chair with an elbow over the edge of it, and talking, talking, talking.

“You know,” concluded Claire at a nearby seat, “today seems like a very happy day.”

“You are so right. With Marlene handled, what could possibly go wrong?”

Claire took a sip of her ice water. “We better take advantage of it. You know, last night I had a dream. I thought I was hearing voices in the hallway talking about the Box Caves. It sounded like a loud echo chamber.”

“Okay, let’s go.”

“Go?”

“Yeah, to the Box Caves… to really have a good look around.” Zo finished off her orange juice, and set the glass down hard. “Since I’ve been thinking about that place, which the police must be done with by now, I thought I would like to revisit. Your dream has made up my mind about that.”

“There is still a murderer out there somewhere, Mom. It’s kind of dangerous.

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