Hunting Eve

“It was processed, but not in the way that it usually is these days. They found traces of cyanide in it.”

“That doesn’t sound good.”

“It’s actually not uncommon. Cyanide is one of the chemicals used to extract impurities from the gold. But the thing is that the gold dust we found in Doane’s car wasn’t processed like most gold is today.”

“What do you mean?”

“Most gold undergoes a type of electrolysis to further separate it from other minerals. That wasn’t done in this case. It’s almost as if…”

“What?”

“That the gold dust we found may have been processed over a hundred years ago.”

Kendra let that sink in for a moment. What in the hell was going on here? “Interesting.”

“Yeah. I’m not sure what it means, but I thought you’d like to know.”

“I do. Thanks.”

“Always willing to cooperate. Cooperation is very important, Kendra.” The words couldn’t have been more laden with sarcasm.

Sorry, Venable.

“So what’s your next move?” Venable asked. “Or am I allowed to ask?”

She hesitated while she decided whether or not to tell him. What the hell. “We’re going down to the southern part of the state, in the coverage area of the radio stations on Doane’s car stereo.”

“We’ve been looking at that part of the state ourselves. It’s a pretty big coverage area.”

“I know.”

“And did you say ‘we’?”

“Margaret is still with me.”

“Good God.” Venable chuckled. “It sounds like you’re a team. Shades of Thelma and Louise. How did that happen?”

“Long story. And we are not a team. Thelma and Louise? I find nothing laudatory in being compared to two idiotic women who drove off into the Grand Canyon. I’ll be in touch, Venable.”

Kendra cut the co

“Thelma and Louise?” Margaret asked drowsily. “Grand Canyon?”

Kendra glanced over and saw Margaret’s eyes were open. “I thought you were sound asleep. How much did you hear?”

“From the begi

“It’s an old movie. I’m not sure you were even born then, but it’s kind of a classic.”

“I like classics but more in the Frank Capra vein. That was a happier age. Anyone who drives a car into the Grand Canyon strikes of craziness or despair. Not my cup of tea.”

“I can see that. Not mine either. Which is why Venable’s comparison a

“One reason,” Margaret said quietly. “The main reason is that you’re still having trouble with my coming with you. You’ll get used to me, Kendra.” She smiled. “You might even be glad I came. I know that you like to work by yourself and be totally independent, but that can also be lonely.”

“I’m used to being lonely. I was blind until I was twenty.” She paused. “That sounded as if I was sorry for the way I grew up. I didn’t mean it like that. I had my mother, who was completely supportive and wonderful. I had a best friend, Olivia, and a few other friends who managed to tolerate my rather abrasive personality. The loneliness was my fault. There were times when I drew into myself and lived there.” She chuckled. “Because I was damn good company.”

“Really?” Margaret murmured demurely. “I haven’t noticed.”

“Ouch.” Kendra glanced at her in surprise. “That was a sharp little jab. Not what I was expecting from Miss Sunshine and Light.”

“Expect it. I’m only human. I believe in being cheerful and looking for the sun. But I also believe in being honest, and you left yourself wide open.” She straightened on the seat. “You can be abrasive, but I like it. It’s … stimulating.”

“I’m so glad I meet with your approval,” Kendra said dryly. “And I hope I’ve put your worries about my loneliness to rest.” She tilted her head. “What about you? Did I detect a hint of empathy? You appear to be something of a loner yourself.”

She shook her head. “No, I like people. I like to be with them and interact and feel their energy flow to me. The human race is a wonderful thing. Are you asking me if I need them?”

“Well, you seem to be leaning toward the animal kingdom.”

“I like animals, too. And they can be very restful in comparison to people. They have simpler motivations. Food, shelter, procreation are central. But they also have emotional responses and often a sense of humor.” She smiled. “It took me a while to be able to read those responses. After I ran away from home when I was eight, I lived off the land for three years. I was almost totally without human contact. That’s when I learned the most about them.”

“You ran away from home?”

“I didn’t have a wonderful, supportive mother like you. She died when I was born. My father … was not kind. I decided it was time to go away and cheat him of the welfare check he was getting for me.” She smiled cheerfully. “The only other attractive option was to persuade the Doberman down the street to tear his throat out.”

“I … see.”

“No, you don’t. You’re a little shocked that I’d say something like that much less think it. You’re getting a glimpse of my dark side, which pops out now and then.”

“I’m not shocked. I’m sorry that you were abused as a child. I hate it when children or animals are being hurt. That Doberman idea didn’t sound all that bad to me.”

“It was just a passing thought. I wouldn’t really get a helpless dog into trouble like that. I just couldn’t think of a way to do it myself.”

“Three years living off the land is a long time.”

“I enjoyed it. I was almost sorry when I decided I wanted to learn things that I couldn’t in the woods. But then I found this wonderful couple, Bill and Laura Ska

“And your father?”

“I don’t know.” She met Kendra’s eyes. “I never looked back.”

The words were clear and bold and yet held a hint of poignancy, Kendra thought. Or perhaps she was reading something that wasn’t there into them. Maybe that was Margaret’s philosophy of life.

“And what happened to the couple that you lived with during those years?”

“Bill and Laura had a few problems, but we straightened them out, and now they’re living happily ever after.”

“Do you see them?”

“Sometimes. But they’re better off without me. I’m not cut out for happily ever after.” She took out her cell phone and glanced at it. “I got another call from Jane while I was asleep.” She didn’t listen to the voice mail as she gazed at Kendra. “I’m not going to ignore another call just because it’s hard for me to deal with. I only did it because I was hoping that maybe no one would tell her about Goldfork since she was in the hospital and couldn’t do anything about it.”

“Well, evidently Venable wasn’t in a protective mood when he heard about the blowup there. He wanted answers, and he went to Jane to see if she could get them for him.” Kendra frowned. “And he didn’t believe me when I told him we hadn’t found anything. So we’ll probably have him on our trail right away.”

“But you told him where we were going anyway.”

“That was about Eve. I didn’t have a right to keep anything about the search from him. The journal … I don’t know. That may be another story and not one Venable was entirely honest about.” She glanced down at the journal. “And I think we should get this out of our hands and into a safe place as soon as we reach Mineral County. It may not only be Blick who wants to get hold of it.”

“Okay.” Margaret took the journal. “But I want to read it cover to cover before we get there. It’s pretty rambling, but there may be something that will strike a note. Maybe not immediately but when I look back on it.”

“I should do that.”