Road to the Hollow by Cassandra Featherstone

Author:Cassandra Featherstone [Featherstone, Cassandra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Cassandra Featherstone

Once I clean up the kitchen, I stow the weird documents in my trusty bag and leave it in the care of my fierce new roommates. If I can finish the closet on the master quickly, I can bust through the guest room and the office before Gene’s crew returns. I want to be alone when I hit the office because I’m certain it will have more clues hiding amongst my parents’ jumbled personal finances, lesson plans, and assorted bullshit that accumulated over two decades of living in this house. Grabbing a rocks glass, I pour a hefty scotch, and head up the stairs.

When I enter the bedroom, I sit my drink down and grab a garbage bag. Most of the clothes will be outdated, but these bags can go to the thrift store outside of town and possibly help someone in need.

I start with my father’s clothes, folding and bagging suits, ties, and dress shirts first. There’s a small insignia on the French cuffs of the dress shirts he preferred, and I study it for a moment. I’ve never seen it before, but every single one has it embroidered behind the cufflink holes. Odd. I throw most of the winter clothes in as well, leaving a few oversized jackets and sweaters that I might use for extra warmth when the frost inevitably comes. Pants go next, and again, I keep a few pieces that feel like they might be useful.

If you asked me what for, I couldn’t tell you, but my instincts rarely fail me, so I follow them.

Once his side is almost cleaned out, I find another small puzzle box like my mother’s sitting beside an onyx box. Grumbling under my breath about my timeline, I ignore the mystery and open the simple box. It contains my dad’s pocket watch, several pairs of expensive cufflinks, and a money clip.

Every single one of them have the mysterious logo.

I rub my hand over my face in frustration, knowing the symbol means something, and these are all important items that I need to keep. I close the box, pick its companion up, and take them into the bathroom. Moving the linens aside, I hide the boxes behind them until I can figure where I’m going to store all this valuable mystery shit. It can’t be somewhere without safety measures, but it also can’t be as far away as the deposit box at the bank I’m going to place my mother’s expensive jewels in.

Crime is non existent in the Hollow—save juvenile pranks—but I’ve seen far too many clients get complacent in the past to let that keep me from making solid choices about security.

Padding back to the closet, I compact the male clothes to the front left area and move over to the side belonging to my mother. Her taste and mine have never meshed, so I doubt that I’ll be saving much from her wardrobe.

Tossing floral atrocities in the bag, I mutter to myself about how I could possibly have come out of this woman.

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