K.J. Emrick - Darcy Sweet 12 - Death at the Wheel Read Online Free PDF Page B

of luck.  So.  I’ve got your official statement on paper.  Now tell me the unofficial part.  What did you see, with, you know.”
    “Now that I’ve had some time to think about it maybe it wasn’t all that important.”  Her vision wasn’t very informative, really.  All she had really seen—through the eyes of the accident victim—was the wreck of the blue car and the redheaded Lindsay slumped over in the front passenger seat.  Then the man had been reaching for Lindsay’s neck.  And that was all she saw.
    She didn’t leave out any details but Jon had her repeat it to him twice anyway.  After a moment of thought, he nodded.  “Well, I guess that confirms what Alan Harlow told us.  That’s his name, by the way.  The guy who’s vision you saw.  He was in the car with his wife and their friend coming here to Misty Hollow.”
    He stopped, and she could tell by his look that there was more to it.
    “What aren’t you telling me?” she asked.
    Picking up and dropping his pen repeatedly against the desk, Jon pressed his lips tighter together and sighed through his nose.  “I wanted to get your statement first before I said anything, but she’s waiting for you in one of the back interview rooms.  Come on.  I think she really needs a friend right now.”
    “Who?  Who’s waiting for me?”
    Jon reached out to take her hand as they stood up.  He didn’t answer her.  Instead he led her through the hallways of the police station until they got to one of the interview rooms, where a one-way mirror allowed her to see inside.  A middle aged woman with her silver flecked chestnut brown hair done in a perm sat inside, miserably shredding a tissue.  The green dress she wore was one of her favorites.  Darcy had seen her wearing it more times than she could count.
    “Rosie Weaver,” Darcy said in a whisper.  Now she understood.  “Oh Jon, no.”
    He squeezed her hand tighter.  “Yes.  I know.  It was her daughter in the car.  Lindsay.  I spoke with the hospital over in Meadowood just before you got here.  Lindsay came out of surgery an hour ago but they’ve got her in the ICU now.  No visitors.  Rosie here has been a wreck.  I asked her to wait here because I knew you’d be coming soon.”
    “Rosie was telling me about her daughter coming to town.  They haven’t been getting along and this trip was supposed to be a way for both of them to make up.  This is terrible.”  Out of habit, Darcy reached over to her right hand, feeling for the antique silver ring there out of habit.  She began twisting the heirloom ring around and around.
    “I’ll leave you two here,” Jon said to her.  “I can’t give you very long.  I took a statement from Rosie and that gave me an excuse to let her stay, but Chief Daleson’s patience is pretty thin these days.  Okay?”
    “Where will you be when she’s ready to leave?”
    “Here in the office.  I still have work to do on the accident.  Both of the cars had out of state registrations.  We’re waiting on the motor vehicle computer records before we can start trying to track down the driver of the second car.  The one who mysteriously vanished.”
    “Or was never there?”
    He shook his head, his expression grim.  “Had to be there.  Cars don’t drive themselves.  Flesh and blood people don’t just disappear and it’s not like the car was being driven by a ghost.  Ghosts can’t drive cars.”  He stopped abruptly and lowered his voice.  “Can they?”
    “Um, no.   No, I don’t think so.”  At least, not that she’d ever seen.  But in Misty Hollow, that was a perfectly legitimate question.  “That reminds me, though.  Grace wants you to call her.  She wants to hear all about this case.”
    “Oh, no.   I’m not going to be responsible for stressing her out while she’s on bed rest.  Besides, when she gets on the phone she won’t get off.  She really wants to be back here in the worst way.”
    “I know.  I just