Read Online 5th Pentagram: The sequel to the #1 Hard Boiled Mystery, 9th Circle (Book 3 of the Darc Murders Trilogy) (Book 3 of the Darc Murder Series) by Ben Hopkin - Free Book Online
than the old lady that smelled like cats that Mommy and Daddy used to get to babysit her. Then Popeye reminded her that they hadn’t seen Darc in forever and that this was their chance. He was right, which didn’t happen all that much. Popeye said that was rude and he wasn’t talking to her any more. Stink head. Mala kept saying that they’d see him soon and that it hadn’t been that long. Only a few days, and that was only because they had lots of stuff they had to do. School clothes and supplies. Going to the school to talk to Janey’s teachers. Tons of things. But none of it mattered to Janey. She wanted to be spending time helping Darc and Trey catch bad guys. She was good at it. She knew she was. And if she could help catch bad guys, then maybe other kids like her wouldn’t have to miss their mommies and daddies and cry into their pillows at night because it hurt so much. Janey was happy with Mala. She really, really was. But sometimes she missed how her Daddy smelled after he shaved, or how his stubble would tickle her neck at the end of the day when he would tuck her in. She also missed how her Mommy could braid her hair in that special way that only mommies could. That was hard. He never would have read her Anne of Green Gables , but he would read her Dr. Seuss, with different voices for all the people in them. Mala didn’t really do voices. Only a little bit of change for Anne and Marilla and Matthew. When she saw Darc coming down the hall, she knew it was time. She had listened close to make sure that no one noticed that she was gone, but now she had to make it down to Darc’s car before they got there. She grabbed Popeye by the ear, listening to him complain about how much it hurt and would she kindly knock it off . Then he seemed to remember that they weren’t talking and the complaining ended. Moving around the corner, Janey got to the stairwell that led downstairs. She was pretty sure that Darc and Mala would take the elevator, so she should be able to get to the parking garage before them. Then she’d just have to hope that the door to Darc’s car wasn’t locked. She rushed down the stairs, almost running into an old woman who lived down the hall from them. The woman grinned at her and waved and Janey waved back, putting her finger up to her lips to let her know it was a secret. The lady cackled the kind of laugh that was almost scary but not really. When she got down to the garage, Janey was scared for a second that she wasn’t going to be able to find the car. But then she spotted it and ran over to the side opposite from the elevator door. She didn’t want to get caught at the last second while she was getting into the car. Then she reached out to grab at the door handle and found that it was locked. This was not good. Popeye started in right away, telling her that it was all her fault and he was going to get in trouble now and would probably end up going through the washer and the dryer as punishment. She tried to block him out while she thought of what to do. How would Darc handle this? She saw the locked door and the pathway to the elevator door, and all of the sudden they lifted off the ground in a ribbon of light that turned itself around and about in Janey’s head. And then the answer came to her. She saw the way that Darc and Mala would have to walk and where Janey needed to sit so they wouldn’t see her. She also saw where the big columns were in the garage, and the other cars too. When Darc and Mala came out of the elevator, he did what the ribbons of light had told her he would do. He hit the button on his keychain that made the car doors unlock. They also made the horn beep a little, but the light had told her that would happen also, so she wasn’t scared. She waited until the two walked behind one of the columns and opened up the back door to the car. Once she was inside, she pulled it shut as quietly as she could, then hunched down behind the front seat, pulling