Chapter 18 The prowler in the shadows
As Joy put her Yale key in the top
lock in her front door, Dave’s mum opened the door.
“Hi, Molly,” Joy said. “Thank you so
much for what you’ve done tonight.”
“It was no problem,” said Molly. “I
wasn’t in bed when you phoned from Brighton. I came straight round. Steve and
Madeleine are asleep.”
“Great. They’d have been fine on
their own, but as they’re fostered I have to take extra care of them.”
“I know,” said Molly. “And there
were the burglaries.”
“Yes. But the thief won’t come back.
There’s nothing left to steal. Oh, hello you two.”
She bent down to stroke Steve’s two
scruffy Jack Russells, who had suddenly run down the stairs.
When Joy stood up, Molly said, “Joy,
I’m worried about Dave.”
“Why?”
“Well, Trevor phoned me and told me
Dave had gone to Jack’s house as Trevor was going up to bed. I rang Dave’s
mobile just now to see if he was still there, and there was no signal.”
“Maybe he’s gone home and switched
his phone off and gone to sleep.”
“No, he hasn’t. Trevor texted me and
said Dave’s not home yet. Oh, Joy, I know we worry too much. Dave doesn’t want
us to wrap him up in cotton wool just because he can’t see.”
“I know.”
“And there’s another thing, Joy. I
was looking out for you just now, through the window, and there was a man in
the street. He was walking up and down, looking up at the houses. And then when
your taxi stopped, he moved into the shadows, away from the lamplight.”
“Let’s take the dogs for a
late-night walk. We can see if the man’s still there. And then we’ll go to your
house and see if Dave’s back.”
“OK. I don’t
want to go to Jack’s house and wake his dad up. He needs his sleep. He’s
working too much and he’s looked awful recently.”
“Yes, I know,” said Joy as she put
the dogs’ leads on. “Right, let’s see if the prowler is still wandering around
out there.”
Chapter 19 A silken touch
“Do you
think he’s gone?” Dave asked Jack.
“Yes, I
think so,” said Jack, glancing at the entrance door to the caves. “He hasn’t
shouted for a while.”
“I
recognized his voice,” said Dave. “It was the man who came and talked to me at
the hospital when Joy was having her head checked after the burglary. He said
his name was Enver.”
“Enver?”
There was
a gasp and a rustle of silk from behind the ticket desk.
Jack
leaned over and shone his torch down behind the desk. He saw the ghostly girl
crouching on the floor.
“Did you
hear that? It’s the girl,” said Dave.
“Yes,
she’s here, Dave. Behind the ticket desk.”
Dave moved
closer to the desk and said, “Hi. Don’t be scared. My name’s Dave. I’m with my
friend, Jack.”
“She’s
trembling all over, Dave,” said Jack. “And her skin is all clammy and wet.”
He was
interrupted by something crashing against the door.
“Liridona!”
Enver’s voice shouted. “Liridona!”
“Jack, go
to the office and phone the police from the landline,” said Dave. “Tell them
there’s someone breaking into the Smugglers Adventure.”
As Jack
walked over to the office, something crashed against the door again.
Suddenly,
Dave felt a silken touch against his hand and a light breeze on his face as the
girl ran past him in the direction of the Monks’ Walk. He set off after her. He
felt sure that he could catch her up. The lack of light in the caves at night
was no problem for him, but the girl would have to move slowly in the darkness.
He walked quickly and silently down the Monks’ Walk.
Copyright © 2013 Fiona Cullen
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ISBN-13: 978-1492203292
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