Silent Light by John Naa - HTML preview

CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO

Michaela kept on with the compressions while the medics set up their equipment. She only let them take over when they were ready with the defibrillator. She went and stood with Trisha, exhausted.

‘I hope they save her,’ Trisha said.

‘If she lives,’ one of the medics said, overhearing her, ‘It’s because of your friend’s efforts.’

Michaela didn’t reply. She bent over and planted her hands on her knees. Trisha watched her, concerned, and led her to the steps where she could sit down.

‘What’s happening in there?’ Michaela asked.

Trisha put her arm around her. ‘Police are in there with him now. He came around while you were busy. Started screaming blue bloody murder.’

Michaela indicated the scene before them, with Selena and the Medics. ‘Do they believe this is his doing?’ she said. ‘Do they believe us?’

‘I think you lent some kind of credence to our story by working on Selena the way you did. Besides,’ she said. ‘Officer Friendly is here with his boss this time, and his boss seems like he’s interested in finding out just what is going on.’ She pulled Michaela closer and hugged her. ‘You’re soaked. Again. We need to get you back so you can change and get warm. And I feel like I could sleep for a month.’

There was a commotion inside the pool house and Joseph Gardener appeared in the doorway, flanked on each side by a uniformed officer. Michaela and Trisha stood up and moved out of the way. The gardener was handcuffed and glared at the both of them as he was led past.

‘I guess they believed our story,’ Trisha said as they watched him walked away. Another officer came down the steps and stopped in front of them. He cleared his throat but a triumphant call from one of the medics interrupted him.

‘She’s breathing!’ he said. ‘She’s going to be all right.’

Michaela closed her eyes, light-headed. Yes, they did it. Trisha’s arm tightened around her waist. The policeman cleared his throat again.

‘Looks like you girls saved the day,’ he said. ‘I’ll get one of my men to drive you to wherever you’re staying. If you can come into the station in the morning so we can make a formal statement. I think that will be good enough for now.’ He reached out and shook their hands, his face serious. ‘Well done,’ he said and walked away, carrying a child-sized doll that still glowed slightly.

Trisha and Michaela followed the medics with Selena on the stretcher. At the house, they slid into the back seat of Officer Friendly’s cruiser.

‘Back to the cabin, please,’ said Trisha. ‘Quite a turnaround, don’t you think, Officer?’

He was scowling in the front seat. Michaela could see his face in the mirror.

 ‘Guess we were right, after all, weren’t we, Officer Asshole? There’s a lesson to be learned in all this, I’m sure,’ Trisha said in her sweetest voice.

Michaela leaned back against the seat and watched the moon rise in a bare patch of sky over the lake. She smiled and linked her hand in Trisha’s.

THE END

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