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that will become what is obvious, and you will never see it the same again!”
Looking at the blank stares, he gave a mysterious grin. “Consider it another riddle for you treasure hunters! Well, I better get to my seat. I hope we meet again, and then you can tell me all about the treasure you discovered! God bless the Queen!” With this odd salutation he opened the door and stepped out; pausing, he turned back one more time. “Oh, and you chaps should probably inves t in a new pocket watch if you are going to be doing much treasure hunting. The one you have there seems to be broken,” he pointed to the ruby pocket watch that they had left sitting beside Jade on the seat. “At least in England they are supposed to move clockwise! Not counterclockwise. Anyways. Luck be with ya!” He closed the door behind him and disappeared.
The moment he was out of sight the two friends glanced at the pocket watch. The man had spoken the truth. The clock’s hands were spinning ploddingly around the perimeter of the device. With a soft clicking noise the clock hands once again returned to a stationary rest. The short hand was now pointing upward at eleven-forty. They had a new direction.
Followed
T he train station was an anthill of people; Jade grabbed hold of Cody’s arm to avoid separation. She had become familiar with the routine of busy transportation having visited her father in England on several occasions. However, for Cody, the venture represented the first time he been farther than fifty miles from Havenwood. As he glanced out over the sea of noisy, rushed people, he secretly hoped it would also be the last time he was so far from home.
Pushing their way through the mob of people, they finally found space outside the station. Cody scanned the horizon. The sight was breathtaking. Flashing lights flickered a dazzling tapestry of every possible color as they danced madly to and fro while large fountains spat majestic pillars of water thirty feet high. He heard the faint crackling of fireworks although he could not see from where.
Jade squeezed his arm. “Okay, you and I need to get a room.”
Cody choked, gagging over his own gobs of spit. “Excuse me?” he asked blushing bright red.
Jade didn’t notice. “A room. You know, four walls and a door? We need to go find a cheap one where we can talk things over and maybe get some more rest. There’s no point buying a new ticket north until we have a plan. We need to take another look at that riddle. That creature is fast, but the train should have bought us some time.”
“We also need to talk about our good friend, Mr. Dunstan,” added Cody. It had just occurred to him that with all Dunstan’s cheery disposition and talk of Wesley, he never had given them the reason for his intrusion. The fact that he had lied about having been to Havenwood was unsettling as well.
As they set off toward the hotel strip, Cody was thankful for the rest they had gotten on the train, his legs felt stronger and reenergized. They walked in silence, the reflection of the bright lights flashing against their faces. Internally Cody kicked himself. He wasn’t sure what was going on with him. His reaction to Jade’s hotel room comment was now the second time that day he had made a fool of himself toward her. What’s wrong with me? It’s just Jade; why do I suddenly feel so weird? Pull yourself together! He opened his mouth but Jade cut him off sharply.
“Don’t talk. Just walk,” she ordered.
Cody looked at her in surprise.
“Trust me . . . ” she whispered, “we’re being followed.” Cody suddenly felt an ominous presence behind them. He desperately wanted to look back but didn’t dare. Who could it be?
The first thought that materialized was the Beast. The image of those piercing red eyes caused his palms to become clammy and tremble. No. The idea of the monstrous creature prowling around unnoticed in Las Vegas quickly negated that possibility. Dunstan, perhaps? It was
Looking at the blank stares, he gave a mysterious grin. “Consider it another riddle for you treasure hunters! Well, I better get to my seat. I hope we meet again, and then you can tell me all about the treasure you discovered! God bless the Queen!” With this odd salutation he opened the door and stepped out; pausing, he turned back one more time. “Oh, and you chaps should probably inves t in a new pocket watch if you are going to be doing much treasure hunting. The one you have there seems to be broken,” he pointed to the ruby pocket watch that they had left sitting beside Jade on the seat. “At least in England they are supposed to move clockwise! Not counterclockwise. Anyways. Luck be with ya!” He closed the door behind him and disappeared.
The moment he was out of sight the two friends glanced at the pocket watch. The man had spoken the truth. The clock’s hands were spinning ploddingly around the perimeter of the device. With a soft clicking noise the clock hands once again returned to a stationary rest. The short hand was now pointing upward at eleven-forty. They had a new direction.
Followed
T he train station was an anthill of people; Jade grabbed hold of Cody’s arm to avoid separation. She had become familiar with the routine of busy transportation having visited her father in England on several occasions. However, for Cody, the venture represented the first time he been farther than fifty miles from Havenwood. As he glanced out over the sea of noisy, rushed people, he secretly hoped it would also be the last time he was so far from home.
Pushing their way through the mob of people, they finally found space outside the station. Cody scanned the horizon. The sight was breathtaking. Flashing lights flickered a dazzling tapestry of every possible color as they danced madly to and fro while large fountains spat majestic pillars of water thirty feet high. He heard the faint crackling of fireworks although he could not see from where.
Jade squeezed his arm. “Okay, you and I need to get a room.”
Cody choked, gagging over his own gobs of spit. “Excuse me?” he asked blushing bright red.
Jade didn’t notice. “A room. You know, four walls and a door? We need to go find a cheap one where we can talk things over and maybe get some more rest. There’s no point buying a new ticket north until we have a plan. We need to take another look at that riddle. That creature is fast, but the train should have bought us some time.”
“We also need to talk about our good friend, Mr. Dunstan,” added Cody. It had just occurred to him that with all Dunstan’s cheery disposition and talk of Wesley, he never had given them the reason for his intrusion. The fact that he had lied about having been to Havenwood was unsettling as well.
As they set off toward the hotel strip, Cody was thankful for the rest they had gotten on the train, his legs felt stronger and reenergized. They walked in silence, the reflection of the bright lights flashing against their faces. Internally Cody kicked himself. He wasn’t sure what was going on with him. His reaction to Jade’s hotel room comment was now the second time that day he had made a fool of himself toward her. What’s wrong with me? It’s just Jade; why do I suddenly feel so weird? Pull yourself together! He opened his mouth but Jade cut him off sharply.
“Don’t talk. Just walk,” she ordered.
Cody looked at her in surprise.
“Trust me . . . ” she whispered, “we’re being followed.” Cody suddenly felt an ominous presence behind them. He desperately wanted to look back but didn’t dare. Who could it be?
The first thought that materialized was the Beast. The image of those piercing red eyes caused his palms to become clammy and tremble. No. The idea of the monstrous creature prowling around unnoticed in Las Vegas quickly negated that possibility. Dunstan, perhaps? It was
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