Page 107 of The Valiant Knight
She wasn’t done.
“I had a dream last night, and in it, I was following a dark shadow out toward Ceit’s grave. When I got there, it led me to the cliff, and shoved me off.”
Oh, that was bad.
REALLY.
BAD.
“If it wasn’t for Finn, I would have fallen. He’s saved me three times now, and I swear when I was sinking in the water, I heard someone laughing. It was sinister.”
Yeah, they had a problem.
“It was never sinister when Gryphen and Ian were here. They were pretty safe.”
Gabby finished her tea.
“Maybe it’s the construction, or the fact we opened the crypts,” she said. “Maybe something doesn’t want us to figure out what really happened here. What if it’s trying to stop us?”
A cup fell from the cupboard, hitting the counter and smashing on the floor.
They both stared at it.
“Well, that was ominous,” she said, as neither of them moved.
Then, they heard it.
Laughter.
Gabby gasped and looked around.
“That’s the voice I heard under the water. That’s it, Graham.”
He didn’t like this at all.
“Maybe we should stop poking around,” he said, trying to come up with a solution. They couldn’t stop construction. There was a wedding here in six months.
Gryphen and Ian’s.
They had to have the place done so Elizabeth could see it, and a wedding could house all of the people coming here.
Gabby wasn’t giving up.
“I don’t think we can, Graham. If we opened a can of worms, the longer we wait to close it, the more get out. Did Gryphen and Ian feel haunted?”
He nodded.
“Ian saw Ceit all of the time, and Gryphen heard her. They followed her around, but I haven’t seen or heard her for a while.”
She wondered what was going to happen when they brought her bones back here.
“They found her grave, and that seemed to satisfy her,” Graham admitted. “She calmed right down.”
She was curious.
“So who is doing that?” she asked, pointing at the broken cup.
That was a good question.
