8. Chapter 8
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Under the cloak of darkness, an unmoving figure watched the large house. Rowan usually already turned in by this hour, but something was different tonight. There were lights coming from one room upstairs.
Rowan’s quarters were off at the back of the house. So who was in that room?
There were words going around town about a man arriving on a shiny motorcycle. Jason couldn’t stop talking about it like he’d never seen a bike before. Then there were the reports of Rowan meeting a couple of wacky looking people off the ferry earlier today.
One thing was for sure, nobody saw those three leaving the island on the last ferry back to Rockland like most day visitors did. Tourists were easy to pick out in Vinalhaven, and these three stuck out like sore thumbs. Fancy bike, blue hair, and apparently the other was a foreigner.
There wasn’t much happening in town that the figure didn’t know about. And it looked like the Bright Head Inn was getting a little more crowded if the rumors of the newcomers were true. It didn’t bode well. It would make executing the plan harder.
Who are these people?
With one last glance at the now dark windows, the figure disappeared into the night.