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"Which is?" She tried to conceal the very real sense of dread creeping up her spine The door burst back open and Parsona entered, joined by a cough of laughter fromented the creepiness of the situation Molly stared at Mr Byrne, her question hanging in the air
He lifted a hand, unraveled a long bony finger and stretched it out in Molly’s direction He didn’t say it, just aped open, then formed a small circle
"You," he mouthed
••••
Cole still didn’t believe Molly was in any danger, and he was norht ut and assu Walter fro any trouble
"Are you sure Molly was moved?" he asked
"Possitive," Walter said "Computerss don’t lie"
"Maybe they do," Cole said "Maybe you just can’t slanced up froraed, and the doors cracked open Walter scrunched up his metallic face "Unlesss they’re told to lie," he lass partitions Cold strode out and saw another group standing nearby, waiting to enter a neighboring lift It dinged open just as Walter strolled out The Stanley with the group turned to survey the two boys
Cole froze, speechless He could see that they were about to get busted for walking around without an escort
Walter didn’t miss a beat He turned and looked back into the empty elevator they’d just exited "After we tour thiss level, can we get sso to eat?" he asked, as if there was solanced from Walter, to the eave hihboring elevator The doors closed,with a soft thud
"We musst hurry," Walter said Cole nodded He watched the boy hold his co in place as if he needed to line up the virtual with the real in order to get his bearings He pointed to one of the glass partitions, then started walking in that direction; Cole followed
The stolen passcard opened the glass door without a probleed behind the him into the first hallway
"No," Walter complained "Third on the left!"
Cole put his hand on the Palan’s mouth and tried not to recoil at the odd coolness of the boy’s flesh "In a second," he whispered "We have to wait for the lobby to be empty"
Walter nodded and shoved hi hi at each other, waiting for the muffled voices to leave Cole finally looked away from Walter’s sneer and up and down the hallway The doors looked identical to the ones they’d been shown earlier A h
The only difference: these had names on them
••••
"I’," Parsona chirped as she arranged a tray of snacks and tea on the coffee table It suddenly struck Molly how different this Parsona see to know
Could they really be the same person? she wondered Could years of different experiences alter so weird to a person?
"Oh, yes, we’re getting along fa to have a lot of tih time"
"I just wish Mortimor could be here I can’t tell you how lovely that would be"
"I would love that as well," Mr Byrne said through a tight s with her, and it drove her crazy Then, so this?" she asked out loud
"Doing what, dear?" Parsona blew across her tea, poised for her first sip
Molly stood up fro that any of this is real Listening to this creep tell me--"
The room shivered Molly looked at her feet as the floor waved Her dress becahter shade of yellow, spotted with cheery flowers
"No," her ly "Let’s not spoil the mood"
Molly leaned down close to her mom and pointed at Mr Byrne "Who in hyperspace is he?"
"Mollie! Language, please"
But Molly was in no mood for pleasantries She had no idea how much time she had left, and she couldn’t afford to leave these two together
"It isn’t a coincidence that we’re here at the sauy followedfrom you I--"
"Please," Parsona said, "let’s settle down, dear"
Molly opened her ht, Parsona," he said "I did come here because of her"
"What?" Parsona asked
"I told you," said Molly
Mr Byrne leaned over and put one hand on Parsona’s arentlehter had arrived to visit with you after sixteen years of neglect"
He looked up at Molly, an evil grin on his face
"And I think she came here to kill you"
••••
Cole peeked around the corner and watched the elevator doors snap shut They were alone again He turned to tell Walter, but the boy had already rushed down the hall Cole set off after hiotten her down here this fast? We ith her just half an hour ago"
"How long did it take uss to get down here?" Walter hissed over his shoulder
"Maybe she talked the her the body That was always the prime objective here, anyway"
"Here sshe iss," Walter announced He stopped in front of a colulanced at his computer as if to confirm it, but he shouldn’t have needed to Her draas the third froround Beside it, the LCD readout showed, plain as day: "Mollie Fyde"<ins class="adsbygoogle" style="display:block" data-ad-client="ca-pub-7451196230453695" data-ad-slot="9930101810" data-ad-format="auto" data-full-width-responsive="true"></ins>