The Multiplying Mysteries of Mount Ten by Krista Van Dolzer

Author:Krista Van Dolzer
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bloomsbury Publishing

CHAPTER 13

The director sighed. “For heaven’s sake, Esther, it’s the middle of the night!”

I raised a hand to shield my eyes, but I still couldn’t see her face around the halo of the flashlight. At least I had the good sense not to answer her question. There was nothing I could say that wouldn’t make me sound insane.

The flashlight swung over to Munch. “I’m surprised to see you here.”

Munch’s shoulders slumped, though I couldn’t decide if he felt worse about getting caught or about being underestimated.

Director Verity aimed the flashlight back at me. “Well?” she asked indignantly. “What do you have to say for yourselves?”

I raised both hands to shield my eyes. “Could you turn that flashlight off? That thing’s brighter than the sun.”

Director Verity snorted like an angry rhinoceros, but at least she lowered her weapon. “Once we’ve safely vacated Dr. Rickman’s property, you will explain yourselves.”

With that, she whipped around and marched past Oliver (who’d been hovering behind her). She didn’t wait for us to follow, but then, she didn’t need to. Now that we’d been discovered, where were we going to go?

The camp’s cherry-red truck was waiting at the clearing’s edge. We climbed into the cab and nervously buckled our seat belts. The director didn’t say a word as we jounced back down the road, just left us to our awful thoughts. I couldn’t help but wonder what was going to happen to us—and, even worse, to Angeline.

When we trudged into the common room, Brooklyn leaped to her feet. She’d been doing a worksheet (for fun), but at the sight of us, she grinned. She must have been lying in her bunk, pretending not to be awake, when I snuck out earlier. I should have known it was a trick.

Brooklyn started to say something, but Director Verity cut her off.

“You may go back to bed now, Brooklyn.”

The smile melted off her face. Apparently, she’d hoped to be a witness at our trial.

“I said, go back to bed.” It was a command, not a suggestion. “The rest of you, stay where you are.”

Brooklyn closed her mouth, then retreated toward the stairs, a crumpled piece of toilet paper trailing along behind her. If I’d been feeling slightly generous, I would have stomped on it to free it. If I’d been feeling slightly generous.

Once Brooklyn disappeared, Director Verity lined us up. I fought the urge to fidget as she wound her arms behind her back, then studied each of us in turn.

“Now,” she finally said, “I want one of you to tell me what you were doing on Mr. Rickman’s property, and I want you to tell me now.” Her robe swirled around her ankles like a cape as she paced back and forth in front of us. “Esther? Moses? Oliver?”

I couldn’t decide which I had a harder time believing, that Munch’s real name was Moses or that Oliver hadn’t cracked (yet).

Director Verity jerked to a stop. “I’m sure I don’t have to tell you that the ground on which you stand literally belongs to Dr.

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