A Darkness More Than Night
Chapter One
"Someone's coming."
Terry McCaleb looked at his wife and then followed her eyes down to
the winding road below. He could see the golf cart making its way up
the steep and winding road to the house. The driver was obscured by
the roof of the cart.
They were sitting on the back deck of the house he and Graciela had
rented up on La Mesa Avenue. The view ranged from the narrow winding
road below the house to the whole of Avalon and its harbor, and then
out across the Santa Monica Bay to the haze of smog that marked
overtown. The view was the reason they had chosen this house to make
their new home on the island. But at the moment his wife spoke, his
gaze had been on the baby in his arms, not the view. He could look
no farther than his daughter's wide blue and trusting eyes.
McCaleb saw the rental number on the side of the golf cart passing
below. It wasn't a local coming. It was somebody who had probably
come from overtown on the Catalina Express. Still, he wondered how
Graciela knew that the visitor was coming to their house and not any
of the others on La Mesa.
He didn't ask about this-s ... read full excerpt from: A Darkness More Than Night ebook
