Undercover in Six Inch Stilettos by Carolyn LaRoche Read Free Book Online Page A

them!
     
    Jessy: Well, if your girl disappeared, then the security can’t be all that.
     
    Cyndi: What’s to say she disappeared from work?
     
    Angela: So what are you going do, then?
     
    Cyndi: I was thinking I would look around a little, ask a few questions, and then when I have something, drop an anonymous tip on the police tip line.
     
    Angela: I just thought of something. What if she is “the girl”?
     
    Diana: What girl?
     
    Angela: You know, the girl the guy called in about.
     
    Jessy: Oh…you don’t think…?
     
    Cyndi: You think Jade’s the girl?
     
    Angela: When did she disappear?
     
    Cyndi: From what I can tell, the last time anyone saw her was last Friday after her shift at Sugar Shakers…oh wow…what if she is the girl?
     
    Diana: You sure you don’t want to tell Jason?
     
    Cyndi: Tell him what? That a runaway may not have run away again but she might be dead because some nut job called into dispatch about a random dead girl and no body has shown up? No, I’m going to stick with my original plan.
     
    Jessy: Promise us you will be careful…
     
    Diana: Yeah, promise…
     
    Cyndi: I promise. I love you girls!
     
    Diana: I’m heading to bed. It was a busy night on the 900 line tonight.
     
    Jessy: I don’t know how you get away with that job when the hubby is home.
     
    Diana: It’s easy. I go in the den, lock the door, and pretend to use the computer. He thinks the shopping network requires me to have a dedicated, uninterrupted work space. Which would actually be true if I worked for the Home Shopping Network…
     
    Angela: You got a pair, that’s for sure. I would call myself out in about three days on that one! Of course, I bet you have a lot more fun than I do dispatching!
     
    Diana: You would be surprised how entertaining some of those guys are. Remind me to share some stories with you. Right now though, I’m beat. Signing off, ladies! Sweet dreams!
     
    Jessy: I’m heading to bed too. You ladies take care.
     
    Angela: Night, all!
     
    Cyndi: And to all a good night.
     
    As Cyndi was about to hit the tab to log off, a message from Angela popped up on her screen.
     
    Angela: Cyn? You still there?
     
    Cyndi: Yeah, I am still here. What’s up?
     
    Angela: I want to help.
     
    Cyndi: Help?
     
    Angela: Find your friend…or at least find out what happened to her.
     
    Cyndi: Matt gonna be all right with you playing sleuth?
     
    Angela: About as all right as Jason is with you doing it.
     
    Cyndi: LOL You got me there. Want to meet for lunch down at the oceanfront today? We can do a little poking around out back of Sugar Shakers. Something about that alleyway gives me the creeps.
     
    Angela: I’ll meet you out front of the club at 12:30?
     
    Cyndi: Sounds good. See you then.

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Five
     
     
    Jason did his best to persuade her to stay home, but she adamantly insisted her ankle was fine, despite the fact that it was currently throbbing as she leaned against the front of Sugar Shakers, waiting for Angela.
    A million theories of what happened to Jade kept her up the rest of the night. Even when she finally managed to doze off right before six, the images kept coming. Shadows infiltrated her dreams, making her restless. Even though it felt good to be doing something, she wasn’t sure what they were going to find, but it was worth a try.
    She spotted Angela crossing the street, careful to use the crosswalk. Jaywalking was a highly ticketable offense in Virginia Beach. That and cursing…there were “no cursing” signs posted all up and down the boardwalk. The heavy-duty fines were intended to keep the tourists from turning their vacation town into something unpleasant. Unfortunately, there were no signs posted against kidnapping young runaways.
    “Hey, girl!” Angela waved from the corner as she zig-zagged through the off-season visitors to where Cyndi waited.
    Cyndi rubbed her hands together. “It’s a wee bit chilly down here by the