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see if Reginald had any safe-deposit boxes that I couldnât find the keys to, but everything has come up empty. I donât need the jewels for money. I would only like to see them once before I die. And if they are hidden in this house, I donât want them lost forever!â
The phone gave a shrill ring in the kitchen. âExcuse me,â Elizabeth said. She reached for her cane and left Garnet alone.
Garnet picked up the angel again. She ran her fingers over the delicate silver feathers, searching for any otherpotential clues she might have missed. Snippets of the telephone conversation drifted to Garnetâs ears as Elizabethâs voice became louder and slightly unsteady.
âFifty thousand dollars? I donât know ...â There was a pause. âGive me a few days. Iâll help your friend, but this is the last time....â Another pause. âGoodbye, then.â
Garnet looked up at Elizabeth as she returned to the living room, leaning heavily on her cane. Her face was flushed and beaded with moisture.
âAre you okay?â Garnet asked.
Elizabeth nodded but Garnet could see that she was not. She set the angel down on the mantel and rushed to Elizabethâs side, the vision of her collapsing on the grass still fresh in her mind. âCome, sit down,â she said, guiding her to the sofa and easing her down. âDo you want a glass of water or something?â
âI need my pills. My nitroglycerines,â Elizabeth answered weakly. âTheyâre in the kitchen on the countertop with all the other medicine.â
Garnet bolted out of the room, then returned with the blue bottle and a glass of water, which she set down on the table. Elizabethâs open palm shook as she held it out for Garnet to give her the pill. She slipped the pill under her tongue and leaned back, closing her eyes. Garnet sat down next to her and watched as Elizabethâs colour returned to normal.
That telephone call, whatever it had been about, had left her seriously agitated. Who had the caller been and what had been said to upset her so? Fifty thousand dollars? That was a lot of money. Surely nobody was asking Elizabeth to give them that much. Did this have anything to do with the money she had seen in Elizabethâs purse the other day? She wanted to ask her about it but now wasnât the time. Anyway, if Elizabeth wanted her to know, maybe she would tell her later.
Garnet looked down at Elizabethâs sapphire ring next to the gold wedding band and in a calm, soothing voice attempted to distract her. âDonât worry, Elizabeth. Iâm going to help you find those jewels, I promise. Iâll search the house from top to bottom, whatever it takes. But Iâll probably need your help. You might even have to answer some questions for me. Are you with me on this?â
Elizabeth opened her eyes. Smiling weakly, she nodded, and Garnet could feel her relax as a plump, wrinkled hand, speckled with age spots, stretched out and patted the top of Garnetâs smooth, freckled one.
Garnet only hoped she could live up to her promise.
4
Grand Delusions
âIâve decided to hire a private detective,â Garnetâs mother announced.
It was Victoria Day. Garnet and her mother had walked over to Victoria Park and were listening to the strains of the Kitchener-Waterloo Symphony as the daylight faded on the fresh spring evening. Cars were parked along the side streets and people were piling out with blankets and lawn chairs. Later, there were to be fireworks on the grassy plain near the clock tower that had once graced the top of the long-demolished former city hall.
Garnet glanced over at her mother. âWow, you really are getting serious about this now.â
Her mother shrugged. âI know. And maybe this whole thing is rather silly. I mean, who needs him now? Iâm fifty years old. But I guess itâs the curiosity getting the better of me. Why wasnât
R.L. Stine - (ebook by Undead)