Chapter 15
"So," Cassie began, "who's your stalker?"
"Anubis," Amy replied, hoping that Cassie wouldn't ask if she got a note.
Cassie shook her head, "I'm not surprised," she said, "after all, we're all being stalked by those crazy Warlords."
"The only problem," Amy sighed, "Is that Anubis has probably got more money than he knows what to do with."
"What makes you say that?" Cassie asked.
Amy produced the ring she had found in the box, but not the note. "Take a look and see," she said.
Cassie took the ring. After examining it for several minutes, Cassie looked at Amy. "You're right, either Anubis has more money than he knows what to do with or he's a lover of antiques."
"What makes you say that?" Amy asked.
"This ring looks like an engagement ring from 19th century England or America." Cassie continued to analyze the ring, "it's also very rare. I have never seen a Tiger's Eye engagement ring." Cassie handed the ring back to Amy, "most engagement rings I've seen are either platinum or gold, not silver. And every engagement ring I know of has diamonds, not Tiger's Eye gemstones. If you ask me, this ring was custom ordered and/or made with these specific details."
"How much would something like this cost?" Amy asked.
"If this is an engagement ring," Cassie concluded, "we could be talking about thousands of dollars."
"Like I said," Amy snorted, "that Nino has more money than he knows what to do with."
"By the way," Cassie asked, "how did you get this ring?"
"I found it on my bed," Amy said, suddenly feeling very nervous, "Anubis sent it to me."
Cassie looked at Amy, "Okay, just don't wear the ring. It may look like you've given into Anubis."
"Thanks," Amy smiled as she walked out the room.
Cassie looked at the wall, Amy wasn't telling her something, and she knew it. Cassie knew that gifts from the enemy usually came with a note, but it didn't look like Amy was going to disclose the note. 'Something has scared her into not talking,' Cassie thought, 'someone or some persons are being threatened, and Amy is trying to protect them.'
Cassie sighed, if Amy was being frightened into silence, then she wasn't going to talk. Cassie could always sneak into Amy's room when she was asleep and look around, but Amy could probably hear her and wake her up. And Cassie's ability to call and manipulate the darkness would help either because Amy wasn't scared of the dark.
Cassie walked out of the Living Room, she didn't have any proof, so she couldn't go to David or Sara for help, but she did have a plan to get that proof.
While everyone was eating dinner, Cassie looked at the others, "do any of you want to go clubbing on Sunday?"
"No," Amy said.
"Why not?" Cassie asked.
"Because I've found nothing good that I can wear that won't make me look like a slut," Amy responded.
Cassie smiled, "we can help you find something to wear on Saturday."
"I don't see why not." Sara responded, "It would be nice to do something normal."
"I have practice until 7 o'clock," David smiled, "but, I think it would be a good idea."
"So we go shopping for club clothes Saturday morning?" Cassie finished.
"Sure," Amy smiled, "if we can find something that won't make look like a slut."
"So," Cassie began, "who's your stalker?"
"Anubis," Amy replied, hoping that Cassie wouldn't ask if she got a note.
Cassie shook her head, "I'm not surprised," she said, "after all, we're all being stalked by those crazy Warlords."
"The only problem," Amy sighed, "Is that Anubis has probably got more money than he knows what to do with."
"What makes you say that?" Cassie asked.
Amy produced the ring she had found in the box, but not the note. "Take a look and see," she said.
Cassie took the ring. After examining it for several minutes, Cassie looked at Amy. "You're right, either Anubis has more money than he knows what to do with or he's a lover of antiques."
"What makes you say that?" Amy asked.
"This ring looks like an engagement ring from 19th century England or America." Cassie continued to analyze the ring, "it's also very rare. I have never seen a Tiger's Eye engagement ring." Cassie handed the ring back to Amy, "most engagement rings I've seen are either platinum or gold, not silver. And every engagement ring I know of has diamonds, not Tiger's Eye gemstones. If you ask me, this ring was custom ordered and/or made with these specific details."
"How much would something like this cost?" Amy asked.
"If this is an engagement ring," Cassie concluded, "we could be talking about thousands of dollars."
"Like I said," Amy snorted, "that Nino has more money than he knows what to do with."
"By the way," Cassie asked, "how did you get this ring?"
"I found it on my bed," Amy said, suddenly feeling very nervous, "Anubis sent it to me."
Cassie looked at Amy, "Okay, just don't wear the ring. It may look like you've given into Anubis."
"Thanks," Amy smiled as she walked out the room.
Cassie looked at the wall, Amy wasn't telling her something, and she knew it. Cassie knew that gifts from the enemy usually came with a note, but it didn't look like Amy was going to disclose the note. 'Something has scared her into not talking,' Cassie thought, 'someone or some persons are being threatened, and Amy is trying to protect them.'
Cassie sighed, if Amy was being frightened into silence, then she wasn't going to talk. Cassie could always sneak into Amy's room when she was asleep and look around, but Amy could probably hear her and wake her up. And Cassie's ability to call and manipulate the darkness would help either because Amy wasn't scared of the dark.
Cassie walked out of the Living Room, she didn't have any proof, so she couldn't go to David or Sara for help, but she did have a plan to get that proof.
While everyone was eating dinner, Cassie looked at the others, "do any of you want to go clubbing on Sunday?"
"No," Amy said.
"Why not?" Cassie asked.
"Because I've found nothing good that I can wear that won't make me look like a slut," Amy responded.
Cassie smiled, "we can help you find something to wear on Saturday."
"I don't see why not." Sara responded, "It would be nice to do something normal."
"I have practice until 7 o'clock," David smiled, "but, I think it would be a good idea."
"So we go shopping for club clothes Saturday morning?" Cassie finished.
"Sure," Amy smiled, "if we can find something that won't make look like a slut."