Deadly Fate (Krewe of Hunters #19)(97)
Clara was seeking just the right thing to say as their lips parted, but she never had the chance.
They were interrupted.
“Sweet! Oh, yeah, how almost flippingly nauseatingly sweet!”
Of course, it was Amelia, looking faint and pale.
Clara laughed and said, “Oh, Amelia. Join us!”
Amelia came to them. She’d been wearing one of her cocky expressions, but that wavered and her eyes were wide when she said, “I’m scared.”
Clara noted then that Thor was looking outward—toward the glacier. He shook his head. “Strange,” he said. “There’s a ray of light. It doesn’t seem to be from the ship. It’s not moonlight, and I don’t see what else...”
He broke off. Clara knew why. The light was different from anything she’d ever seen. It seemed to pour in a glittering and golden line toward them.
She heard Thor inhale and say softly, “Mandy.”
She saw the woman, too. She was part of the light. She was beautiful with dark hair and large eyes and a face that was serene and perfect. And she smiled and reached out a hand.
She wasn’t looking at Clara—or even Thor.
“A friend,” Clara said softly. “Amelia, you don’t need to be afraid. You have a friend—you won’t be alone.”
“Oh!” Amelia said.
“Just go forward. Take her hand.”
Amelia turned to look at Clara. “You would have been such a great friend. But I’d have been too stupid to know it...to care.”
“You never know,” Clara said. “I feel I’m saying goodbye to a friend.”
“A good friend,” Thor said.
Amelia hesitated a minute longer and then shrugged. “Maybe they have a form of television up there. Oh! You do think I’m going up?” she asked nervously.
“Mandy is definitely going up,” Thor said. “And she’s waiting for you.”
Amelia nodded. And she moved forward and took the hand offered to her—the hand of Mandy Brandt.
Thor slipped his arm around Clara. It was an Alaskan sky, yes...
But the light show that they saw then seemed to rival anything, anywhere in the world.
And then it ended, just as magically as it had begun.
Thor’s arms tightened around her. She leaned against him for a moment, and she smiled. And she had to wonder if meeting him here might have really been...
Fate.
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Haunted Destiny
by Heather Graham
1
They’d started out on foot that morning—not long after the murder was reported.
The murder that would soon bring the Big Easy to its knees; the eleventh attributed to the man the media had dubbed the “Archangel.”
And who had now, apparently, moved into New Orleans.
The perpetrator had already left his mark on other cities. The first two killings had taken place in Charleston, South Carolina, where two women were murdered, their bodies found in churches; the actual crime scenes had never been discovered. That was eight months ago.