Chapter Thirty-Five
"But, Josef, this is Beth's place?" Alison had unquestioningly gotten into the limo. But what was he up to?"
"Here's the door entry code. If the cops ... or someone pretending to be ... haven't raided everything, go to the freezer. The human storage one that Beth uses. We need milk."
Alison pegged it now. We're on a shopping errand. Beth must not be able to nurse right now and that stored up freezer milk would be needed.
"Right away."
He was 100% correct. The place was a mess. Someone had trashed the place and they'd taken their time. In fact, it looked pretty systematic to her scientist's mind. She followed the signs to Mick's upstairs den and back down. Why? What were they looking for? And did they find it?
And especially why were they being so obvious? She guessed it was a message in itself. But geeze, did they have to ruin Beth's brand new couch. And her heart squeezed tight at the sight in the baby's room! A message written in red on the mirror:
"DEVIL'S SPAWN."
Someone's really got a Jones against Mick being a dad. Our friendly lunatic from the church?
Who was he?
She hurriedly found the frozen breast milk. Thank God it hadn't been touched!
One pouch on the bottom had been marked. Just a tiny little red X. Barely noticeable unless you're trained to look for small things like that. Didn't even take a microscope to see it.
She grabbed that one, too, and headed down to Josef.
"You get it all?"
How much did he know? Should she tell him about it?
"Yes, yes, all of it. You were right, the place has been searched ... and vandalized."
"Let me guess ... it's about the kid, right?"
She nodded. "A particularly nasty thing written in red lipstick. Where to next?"
"Vampire daycare, also known as Logan's basement."