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Authors: Arlanna Sterling
frozen
green beans at her apartment, then we watched a holiday movie on cable.
     We did a repeat on Christmas. Mom came down
and stayed for a week, in between the holidays. She and I managed to get along
during that time. I kept busy, mostly, and let her have time with my sister.
    Michelle didn't seem to care, one way or
the other, about our efforts. I wondered what we'd do this year. Probably the
same as last year. My stomach flip-flopped as I thought of eating another
crappy meal and faking the festive. How many more times would I have to do
that?
    I blew out a breath. One more call to
make, to Detective Chuck Taylor. He'd had the bad luck to be in charge of the
case, when my sister was attacked. I knew he was tired of me and must be sick
of giving me the same bad news. Poor Chuck. But like an OCD habit, I called at
least once a week.
    "Detective Taylor. Can I help
you?"
    You'd think he'd recognize my number and
ignore my calls, or have them blocked. "Hello Chuck. It's Amber. Any
news?"
    That sad sigh. "No, I'm afraid
not."
    No matter how many times I heard it, his
words still made my heart ache. "Okay, well, contact me if anything comes up."
    He would. There was absolutely no reason
for me to bug the poor man. Except I wanted to believe the police were still
looking for the guy who broke into my sister's home, hit her on the head, then only
took a statue. He didn't steal any jewelry, no electronics, nothing else. Just
an ugly, worthless knick-knack that our dad, Sean, had given her years ago. So
why did he break in? Why take an item of so little value?
    If we found him and solved that mystery, I
truly believed Michelle would get better. Every time I saw her, she asked me
the same question I asked Chuck Taylor. Any news? When I told her no, the small
light in her eyes dimmed. I was afraid that soon, it would go out altogether.
Any extra money I had, and the reason I worked myself into exhaustion, was to
hire a private detective. The police could only do so much and I suspected
Chuck actually stopped working the case long ago and didn't have the heart to
tell me.
    So, I'd take care of it myself. I'd
decided this months ago. I'd save my money, find a PI. Once the cops caught the
burglar and put him away, Michelle would feel safe. Then, I knew I could talk
her into leaving the house and seeing a therapist. She'd get better, and I'd
get my little sister back.
    A knock on the door broke into my
thoughts. Dinner. I'd eat, read a few chapters, and turn in early so I'd be
energetic for tomorrow. A new day, a new challenge. I loved taking on fresh
projects. I couldn't wait!
     
    Monday
     
    At eight o'clock Monday morning I stood
outside the conference room where Nathan and I would be working. He said there
was an office for the manager here at the hotel, but it wasn't much bigger than
a closet, only useful to store records and talk to employees in private. One area
he wanted to work on during his time at Bay Paradise Resort. This small
conference room would be the main spot I used during my stay.
     I'd got up early, too excited to sleep,
and looked around the hotel briefly, but I got the impression, Nathan wanted to
take me on a tour himself. I stopped and glanced inside the conference room. He'd
opened the blinds on the glass windows and was already seated at the table,
studying his laptop screen, frowning. In one hand he held a pen and twirled it
between his fingers. One of those ultra-pricey ones, no doubt.
    Stepping back so he couldn't see me, I
tugged at my shirt. The clothes fit me well, as Sharon promised, but I was
still self-conscious. The text Nathan had sent me earlier suggested I wear shorts
as we'd be outside a good part of the morning. I really didn't like letting
this much skin show and it wasn't that hot, but I think he wanted the employees
to see the new uniforms. I'd bought a perfect pair of light brown tennis shoes
with green trim, to match the colors, and cute crew socks with palm trees. I felt
sort of like a

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