Well, I moved into a new place. I’ll post pics when I have it altogether. The living room is looking good. I’m the type that feels a bit more serenity if one of the rooms looks clean and ready. It’s like my oasis in the midst of chaos.
But thankfully it’s WIPpet Wednesday, a bright ray of sunshine in the midst of stress. 🙂
No new progress on Clemmings, but I’ve still got enough for a little excerpt. This happened just prior to last week’s excerpt. Poor Jade leaves Alice alone for one minute and then….
I pull out my tablet, messaging her. If she’s okay, she’ll have her eyes glued to it and will see the message immediately. But as I head back for the entrance, my message remains unanswered. It’s probably foolhardy, but I head back to the lunchroom to search for clues. Our table is spotless. But Mercedes’ table is now also empty. Something has to be up.
I stride back to the office, declaring as I enter, “Alice Clemmings is missing. And I know Mercedes is behind it.”
The secretary and another office administrator look at me with raised eyebrows. The administrator, a man of expensive suits and high grooming standards, lets out a sigh as he says, “That’s quite an accusation, Miss.”
My watch beeps, signaling the end of lunch period.
“We’ll look into it,” the secretary says in a far cheerier voice. “Why don’t you go to class? She might even be waiting for you there.”
“I’m not going anywhere until I know where she is,” I almost growl, and it reminds me to keep my cool. In a far more controlled voice, I add, pointing to my watch, “These things keep track of us, right? Can’t you just look up where she is?”
“That’s private information,” Mr. Suit says, stepping forward. “Which we don’t just disclose to anyone.” Somehow I bet he’s the one who supplies Mercedes with her access. Even though this school is top of the line, I doubt he makes enough for the suits he wears. “Now, head to class or I’ll give you a detention block.”
I stare Mr. Suit down. A detention block will hardly matter if Mercedes is as brutal as I think she is. Mr. Suit clicks a button on his tablet and my bracelet beeps. “That’s one. Care to make it two?”
I narrow my eyes.
And there you have it. Another WIPpet Wednesday. Hopefully I’ll be making progress on the big story soon.