Page 30 of Angels and Skulls
“Have you asked him?” I’m a little confused because Brody is one of the most honest men I know.
She laughs lightly and runs her finger over the edge of the glass. “I have, and he lied. He and I both received letters from Rachel. While mine was vague, I believe his has something to do with my daughter,” her voice cracks.
I pour her another shot because the woman looks like she needs it.
“Wow. That’s a little …” I let out a long breath not knowing what to say. A little niggle of worry worms its way into my brain. This is not like Miss Maggie at all.
“Crazy?” she asks.
“Um, no, that’s not what I was going to say,” I lie. “But what makes you think this has something to do with Jenny?”
“Raffe found an amethyst today.”
“Maggie.” I reach across the counter and take both of her hands in mine. “Are you sure you’re not just feeling a little sentimental? Maybe Ray’s proposal is just stirring up some old emotions.” I slide the Kleenex box toward her.
“News travels fast around here,” she says sadly before blowing her nose.
“Especially when its good news.”
She offers me a small smile. “Maybe you’re right. I have been feeling a bit guilty in my joy. It’s hard to be happy sometimes.”
“Listen, why don’t you let me check it out? You go home and get some rest. I’ll let you know if I find anything.”
“Alright, honey,” she says. “I suppose I better get out to Ray. I don’t want him waiting on me too long.”
I walk her to the door, waving to Ray as he gets out of his truck to help her up into the passenger side. When they’re on their way down the driveway, I feel my husband step behind me.
“Do we have a mission?” he asks, wrapping his arms around my waist.
“Ihave a mission.”
He huffs. “Come on. It’s been so incredibly boring around here. Let me tag along. We can ask Kelsie to come watch the girls. She and Tank were up at the warehouse earlier. Maybe we can catch her before she leaves. Plus, I can tell you where Brody is. I’ve got connections.”
“You heard?” I ask dryly.
He nods while tapping around on his phone.
“Well, then get with your connections and I’ll find a babysitter.”
While he’s busy finding out Brody’s location, I call Kelsie and ask if she can come over and sit with the girls.
I’ll admit the letters from Rachel are a bit mysterious. I’m not sure where Maggie got the idea that they have something to do with her daughter. I don’t really see a connection there.
Thirty minutes later, we’re on the road. “Isn’t this exciting?” Petey asks as he lights up a cigarette.
“If you think spying on Brody is exciting, then we seriously need to get out more.”
He sighs and cracks his window. “Fuck. You’re right. I mean, I love the girls. I do. But oh my god, if I have to listen to the theme music from theTrollsmovie one more time, I might lose my mind.”
It makes me laugh, because I can relate. “I was really hoping the girls would move onto something else by now.”
“Well, quit buying them all theTrolltoys and maybe they will.”
I cross my arms over my chest. “Oh, you’re a good one to talk.”
“What?”
“I saw you and the girls having aTrolldance party. The bright pink wig was a nice touch. It went good with the beard.”
