Chapter 15
The Garage
“I lost her,” said Simon when Amanda saw him the next day.
“Sorry, what?” said Amanda, thinking she hadn’t heard right. She’d been hoping to find out where the cook was making off to. Knowing what she was up to, or at least where she was going, would have helped solve the mystery of the pink powder, the blood, and the other weird things they’d seen, if there was indeed a real mystery there.
“Lost the cook. So sorry,” he said glumly. “I saw her go down the north side of the building and turn left, but she disappeared before I could see where she went. Dashed weird.”
“It’s not your fault,” she said. “Thanks for trying.”
“No problemo. I can try again.”
“Of course.” If the cook ever did anything suspicious again, but if she was involved in something weird, even nefarious, which was probably going way too far, no doubt she would.
“I’m going to keep an eye out,” he said.
“How are you holding up?” she asked. It had only been a day since Simon’s suspension, but she could see that it was already hard on him, especially since his status was so uncertain.
“I’m okay. It’s not a lot of fun eating in my room, but they didn’t take my computer away. I’ve been playing games. Want to play with me?”
“Sure. I can manage a quick game or two. It will go by fast, though.” The thought of playing social games with Simon quite buoyed her spirits.
“Yes, I’m sure it will. I’ve got about a dozen games going at the same time. Barely notice the time that way.” His face belied his words. He was miserable and he wasn’t fooling anyone.