Amanda Stevens - Whispering Springs

Before he could say anything, she leaned in to murmur, “Ava’s here.”

“Where?”

She pointed to the bedroom. “The door was open and she saw the doll. I couldn’t stop her from going in.”

He said nothing else as he moved out of the foyer and into the sitting room. Ava stood just beyond the bedroom doorway. She had her back to him, but she spun as soon as she heard him approach.

“Have you seen this?”

He took in her pale face and wide green eyes. “Yes, I’ve seen it.”

“What do you make of it? What kind of sick joke is someone trying to pull here?”

Before he could answer, Blair came into the room, keeping her distance from the bed. “It’s not a joke. It’s a warning effigy.”

Ava looked aghast. “A what?”

“Blair,” Dylan cautioned.

She gave a helpless shrug. “What’s the point of keeping her in the dark now? She’s already seen the doll. Besides, maybe she can help keep an eye out.”

“An eye out for what? For who?” Ava glanced from Blair to Dylan, her expression turning resolute and suspicious. “One of you had better start talking. And don’t give me any nonsense about scorpions and spiders. Just tell me the straight-up truth. What’s going on here?”

Dylan eyed Blair carefully. “It’s your call.”

She nodded before turning back to Ava. “Long story short, Tony is negotiating a merger for Redding Technologies. There’s been a lot of opposition within both companies and from outside competitors. That’s not unusual, but a couple of weeks ago, he started getting threatening phone calls at work. Then last week our house was broken into and someone left a message on the bathroom mirror.”

“What was the message?”

“‘Tell the truth.’”

“Tell the truth,” Ava repeated with a pensive frown. “And you think that message has something to do with the merger?”

“Coming after the phone calls, it seems a logical conclusion,” Dylan said.

Ava shot him a glance before turning back to the bed. She wore that look again, the one that told him she wasn’t about to accept anything at face value.

“Do you know what truth they’re talking about?” Ava asked.

“Tony doesn’t talk much about his business deals,” Blair hedged.

“Did you call the police?”

“No, because he doesn’t take the threats seriously. He thinks the opposition is trying to rattle him. If we go to the police, they’ll know they’re getting to him. It would weaken his bargaining power.”

“He’s playing a risky game with your safety,” Ava said as she moved around to the other side of the bed. She seemed to want to keep an eye on both of them while she examined the doll.

“I agree,” Blair said. “It is risky. That’s why I went behind my husband’s back and hired Dylan. To Tony and everyone else, he’s just another guest.”

Ava’s head came up. “What do you mean, you hired Dylan?”

He had remained silent for most of the exchange, preferring to let his client disclose as much or as little as she felt was warranted. But his gaze had remained on Ava, and now he saw a war of emotions on her face as she struggled to make sense of his deception.

“I work for a private security firm in Houston,” he explained. “You may have heard of it—the Blackthorn Agency.”

“Yes, I know of it.” Her tone sounded stilted. “For how long?”

“A little over a year.”

She shrugged, but her features hardened. “So much for being at loose ends.”

I can explain, he wanted to tell her, but instead he allowed her to draw her own conclusions.

“Please don’t say anything to the others,” Blair pleaded. “I asked everyone here so that we could catch up and have a good time. Maybe even mend some fences. We were once like family.”

“That was a long time ago,” Ava said, her cool gaze brushing Dylan’s before she looked away.

“And yet you’re here.” Blair’s smile turned hopeful. “Call me sentimental, but I still miss what we had. I still miss us. I thought if we could all get together just one more time, we could somehow recapture the magic. Maybe that’s just wishful thinking. Even so, I don’t want to cast a pall over our reunion.”

“I don’t like any of this,” Ava said. “I think you should go to the police regardless of what Tony says. It’s dangerous and irresponsible to do otherwise. I’ll keep quiet for now, but if anything else happens, all bets are off.” Her gaze dropped to the bed. “What are you going to do with this thing?”

Dylan moved around beside her. “I’ll handle everything in here. Why don’t you take Blair into the other room and fix her a drink? She still looks a little shaken.”

Ava nodded. “Good idea. Maybe I’ll fix one for myself while I’m at it.”

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