Читать книгу Lethal Legacy - Carol J. Post - Страница 8

The lights in Andi’s house went out, leaving only the glow of the fire.

Bryce reached for Andi, tension spiking through him. “Stay here.”

He pulled his flashlight from his pocket and clicked it on. There were no storms in the area. He’d stepped from his car under a clear sky, an almost half-moon casting its soft glow over the landscape. No reason for the power to go out.

“What happened?” Andi’s voice was paper-thin, with an underlying quiver.

“I’m going to look out and see if there’s light in my direction.”

Bryce darted down the hall to the master bedroom. When he swept aside the curtains, his uneasiness ratcheted up several notches. A soft glow shone through the trees: his own porch light. His power was on.

So what happened to Andi’s?

Out front, glass shattered, followed by an almost simultaneous scream. He dropped the curtains into place and ran from the room, panic pounding at his heels. At the end of the hall, flames engulfed the love seat that separated the living room from the dining area.