Summer in Eclipse Bay by Jayne Ann Krentz Read Free Book Online

Anne. "But I really
hope you'll make a special drawing for the show. If you do, you can choose the
color of the frame."
    "You're gonna put it in a frame?" she asked in astonishment.
    "Of course."
    "So it will look like a real picture?" Anne pointed toward the
framed paintings hanging inside the gallery. "Like one of those?"
    "Yes," Octavia said. "It will look like a real picture
because it will be a real picture. Just like one of those inside my
gallery."
    Anne was clearly dazzled by the prospect.
    "Come along, Anne," Gail said. "We have to stop at the store
and then we have to go home to help Grandma fix dinner."
    "Okay."
    Anne and Gail moved off toward the small parking lot. Nick was out of his
car now, walking toward the gallery. He wore a long-sleeved, crew neck tee
shirt and a pair of jeans. The snug fit of the shirt emphasized the contours of
his strong shoulders and flat belly.
    He paused to greet Gail and Anne with a friendly nod and a few words. When
the short conversation was finished, Gail and her daughter got into an aging
Chevrolet.
    Nick continued toward the gallery.
    Edith came to stand on the sidewalk next to Octavia.
    "Such a sad situation." Edith shook her head and made a
tut-tut
sound when Gail and Anne drove past them down the street.
    Octavia waved at Anne, who gazed fixedly at her through the car window.
Hesitantly the girl raised a small hand in response.
    "I assume you're talking about Gail and Anne?" Octavia said,
watching Nick.
    "Yes. Gail is the daughter of Elmore and Betty Johnson, the folks who
run Johnson's Nursery and Garden Supply. She was such a pretty girl back in high
school. Bright, too. Went off to college in Seattle." She paused and
smiled at Nick when he came to a halt in front of her.
    "Afternoon, Mrs. Seaton. Nice day."
    "It is, indeed. I was just telling Octavia how Gail went off to college
in Seattle and ended up married to that investor fellow who left her a couple
of years ago and ran off with the decorator who redid his office."
    "I'm afraid I didn't keep up with the gossip at the time," Nick
said in a repressive tone that was clearly meant to change the subject. "I
had my hands full in Portland."
    "Gail got almost nothing out of the divorce, they say," Edith
continued, oblivious to the unsubtle hint. "Word is her husband stashed
all his assets on one of those little islands in the Caribbean, declared
bankruptcy, and left the state. Never sees his daughter, of course."
    "Poor little Anne," Octavia said.
    "Ready to go?" Nick said pointedly to Octavia.
    She glanced over her shoulder and saw that her potential clients were still
contemplating a purchase. "In a few minutes."
    "Gail lost her job in Seattle a couple of months ago and now she's back
here in Eclipse Bay. She's living with her folks while she looks for work.
Money is tight."
    "She's job hunting?" Octavia looked down the street. Gail's Chevy
had disappeared around a corner. "Is that why she was in your shop?"
    "Yes. Unfortunately, I had to tell her that I just don't do enough
business to warrant hiring an assistant. I gather she's tried several other
places with no luck."
    "Hmm," Octavia said.

Chapter 5
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    The middle-aged couple left a short time later with their newly acquired
seascape wrapped in brown paper.
    Octavia set the security alarm, locked the door of the gallery, and dropped
her keys into the spacious bag that hung from her right shoulder.
    Nick gave her an enigmatic smile and put on his sunglasses.
    She would have given a lot to be able to read his mind at that moment, she
thought. Then again, maybe it was better not to know what he was thinking. The
knowledge would only have made her more tense. She was still wondering if this
burst of recklessness was going to prove to be a disaster.
    They walked together toward the parking lot. When they reached the BMW, he
opened the door on the passenger side and held it for her. She searched his
face quickly, looking for any concealed signs of