Rock Harbor Series - 01 - Without a Trace by Colleen Coble

Author:Colleen Coble [Coble, Colleen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Contemporary, Romance, Suspense, Mystery, Adult, ebook
ISBN: 1595541454
Amazon: B006IE814O
Goodreads: 15869688
Publisher: Thomas Nelson
Published: 2003-01-01T06:00:00+00:00

13

Some Friday nights at the store were boring, and this was one of them. No one had entered for the past hour, and Bree was ready to close the place down and head for home.

“Bree?”

The door to Nicholls’s slammed, and Bree heard Naomi rushing through the aisles.

“Bree, come quick!”

Naomi sounded . . . well, Bree wasn’t sure she’d ever heard the note of incredulity resonating in her friend’s voice, a kind of breathless hope and wonder. She came from behind the counter at the back of the store.

“Back here. Don’t have a coronary. What’s wrong?”

Naomi rushed to her and grabbed her by the arms. “You’re not going to believe this!” She took Bree by the hand and pulled her toward the break room. “Where’s Anu? She should hear this too.”

Anu poked her head out from the break room. “What has happened? Perhaps the clock on the courthouse has begun to chime again after fifty years of silence? Or the Coast Guard has spotted the Loch Ness monster?”

“Better. Sit down, both of you.”

Her eyes sparkling, Naomi waited. Bree and Anu looked at each other.

“Perhaps we’d better humor her,” Anu said. She pulled out a chair and sat down, folding her hands in her lap.

Bree did the same. “Tell us now, or you’ll never get another of Anu’s sweet rolls,” she threatened.

“Okay, here’s the story: I took a casserole over to Donovan’s.” She frowned at Bree. “Don’t look so surprised. I told you I was going to see if there could be anything between us. Anyway, the kids were talking about the woman they saw the day they were lost in the woods. The witch in the woods, remember?”

“I’d forgotten.”

“It’s not a fantasy. I called Lauri, and she saw her too—today. And look here.” With a flourish, Naomi pulled a glove from her pocket. “Doesn’t this look like Davy’s?”

Beside her, Bree heard Anu’s soft inhalation. Her own lungs seemed to constrict. She reached out and took the glove in her hand. “Yes,” she whispered. “He had a pair just like this.”

“Look at the tag.” Naomi’s brown eyes sparkled with tears.

Her hand shaking, Bree rolled the cuff. On the label, printed in black marker, were the letters DRN. David Robert Nicholls. Her fingers went numb, and her vision blurred. “It’s his; it’s Davy’s,” she whispered. “Why would she have Davy’s glove?”

“She must have found it,” Naomi said. “This woman must know where the downed plane is. If we can find her, she can tell us where the plane is. You’ll finally have closure.”

Just when she was ready to move on, the door she was about to shut had swung wide open again. Bree clutched the glove in her fist and brought it to her nose. “It doesn’t smell like him anymore.”

“The woman’s son was probably wearing it. This has to be the woman Fay was talking about—the one with an airplane seat in a ravine near the cabin.”

“The backpack!” Bree said.

“What is this?” Anu asked.

“In Fay’s backpack there was a book, a log or notebook of some kind.

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