Free Fiona Frost: Order of the Black Moon by Dr. Bon Blossman Page B

to grab my backpack from the floor and whispered loudly to a bewildered Maddie that I w ould text her .
    Agent Bronson escorted me to my car , inspecting it thoroughly before I vaulted in to the driver’s seat .
    “You should ride with me, b ut I know how to tail you to where it’s like we’re riding together , ” he said cautiously as he sprinted to his Town Car, the engine already running.
    He followed m e closely, with a radio pressed against his cheek , driving inches from my bumper. As we drove up to my house, I noticed a few more Town Cars in the drive —all with government plates .
    “We’re sending somebody back to the school to pick up your assignments for the classes you are missing this afternoon. Your mother is due to arrive within minutes , and your father is already home,” he reported, standing outside of my car .
    He escort ed me to the front door of my house , ushering me inside with my father . A gents were scattered about my living room.
    “Hello, Fiona. I apologize for having to get you out of school, but we thought it was best to have the family intact at home while they track down Mr. Smith . He was spotted at your school; the agents believe they know where he is,” my father reported as my frantic mother rushed in from the back door.
    “Did you hear what Haley did this morning ? ” I settled into the sofa next to him, grabbing a tray of fruit from the coffee table .
    The good thing about agents taking over my house is they always brought fruit and cheese trays. They worked long hours and always had snacks available.
    “Of course, she was arrested for being in your lab at school. I posted bond , and she’s being driven home right now.”
    I released a long sigh and popped a grape in to my mouth , grabbing a throw pillow f r o m the couch and placing it behind my back .
    “Why not just leave her there, Dad?”
    “Fiona, your mother would never allow that. Family is family . We’ll deal with her trouble - making with due process of the law,” my father said bluntly. “She claims she was borrowing supplies to do a citywide microbial sample experiment with her friends from b iology class. T hey learned about it at school , and they wanted to test to see what surface s were the filthiest in town.”
    “Are you serious ? That is the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard. Why wouldn’t she just ask me for the stuff?”
    “You wouldn’t have given it to her,” my dad laughed, reaching for a piece of cantaloupe from the tray.
    He was right. I would have said no.
    “Good point.”
    “She’ll be in trouble for this, no doubt. No family favors. I won’t let her walk free without being punished through the legal system. No worries,” he patted me on the shoulder.
    “Oh, Lewis . You don’t have to be so harsh. Haley is family! ” m y hysterical mother rushed over, hugged me, and gave me a long, firm kiss on the top of my head.
    “Emma, give me a break. If Haley acts like a criminal, she’ll be treated like one ,” he barked, grabbing another piece of cantaloupe from the tray.
    “How ’s Janice, M om?”
    “Oh, she’s not getting better — I’m so worried!”
    “She’s going to be fine, Emma . Stop worrying so much. Janice has hardly been sick a day in her life, she’s a strong woman,” he said sternly.
    My mom plopped down on the loveseat adjacent to the couch, raking her bare feet on the rug .
    “Fiona, I ’m so glad you ’re alright . I was beyond worried when I got the call Haley was arrested , and then after getting the word about the criminal man at your school, we ll, I almost had a heart attack, ” s he said, pushing one side of her silky hair behind her ear.
    “Don’t you teach an afternoon class, Mom?”
    “Yea h , I canceled it. Put a note on the door for them to read chapter five,” my mother said, grab bing a strawberry from the fruit tray.
    “Oh my gosh, Dad . Do you think that Gerald Smith was working with Haley in any way? I mean, it seems coincidental she