Chapter 27

I jerked awake with a gasp. Sunlight striped the mermaid bedspread through the window blinds. I sat up, the haze of sleep lingering in my brain, and looked around. Darby wasn't there. After untangling myself from the covers, I stood and opened the door.

"Darby?" I called.

"What?" Her voice echoed from across the hall inside the bathroom.

I pressed the side of my face against the wood of the door, relief flooding to my toes. "Just making sure."

"Huh?"

My gaze slid down the hallway to the living room. "Just making sure." I could hardly hear my own words as my feet followed my stare. Rounding the corner, I stood face to face with the front door. The white-painted wood seemed to dare me to open it, narrowing its engraved rectangle eyes at me. I twisted the doorknob.

The note was gone.

Swallowing hard, I nodded. That was the way it had to be. Even so, spikes of trembling fear stabbed through me. I grabbed hold of the screen door handle for support.