Chapter 33 - The Scarecrow Confesses
“Hawk put the guard there to make sure the bomber doesn’t try again,” Malissa told him. “Don’t worry about Brittany. Hawk has ordered a twenty-four hour guard for her as well.”
Robin looked at his Auburn Angel and smiled.
“The reason I keep thinking I’m dreaming about you all the time is that you and I met in a dream. For a long time you were just a dream. You are so beautiful, so perfect to me that it is difficult to accept that God would allow one of his Angels to be with me.”
“But I’m no Angel, Robin. I have my faults – my sins.”
“Not you, my Auburn Angel, not you.”
She leaned over and kissed him. He winced a little from the pain in his chest.
A childish giggle came from above. Robin looked up and saw Amanda Potts floating in a corner looking a little nervous, but concerned. He gave her a puzzled look, “You’re very brave, Amanda Potts. I didn’t expect you to be here. Are you okay?”
“Yes,” she said shakily, “I know it’s silly to be afraid just because of one incarnation, but my experience as Amanda was very traumatic. It left some scars on my soul.”
“Will you be all right?” Malissa was concerned.
“Yes. It’s already getting better.”
“What are you doing here?” asked Robin.
She was worried about you,” Nancy said firmly.
“Thank you, Amanda Potts for…” He didn’t get to finish because a nurse came into the room. She gave Robin a shot and said; “That pain shot I just gave him will put him to sleep. Why don’t you two go get something to eat? You must be hungry.”
Amanda flew up to Nancy and said, “If you don’t mind, I would like to stay here with Robin while you eat.”
“Certainly, we’ll see you later.”
The nurse looked at Nancy, “Maybe tomorrow, I’m off in an hour and you won’t be back before then.”
Nancy smiled and nodded her head at her.
I wonder if she’d be that cordial if she knew who you were really talking to just then, thought Robin.
Malissa chuckled. Nancy and Malissa said their “good-byes” to him and went downstairs to the cafeteria.
“I’m not really very hungry, mom.”
“Nonsense, Malissa. If you plan on helping Robin tomorrow you need to eat something to keep your strength up.”
Malissa saw the logic in that and got a dinner plate. They paid for the food and sat at a table outside on the terrace.
I hope Hawk catches Jimmy soon, Nancy thought.
“Me too, Mom, and the sooner, the better.”
“I beg your pardon?”
“You just said that you hoped Hawk would catch Jimmy soon and I said…”
“I know what you said, but I didn’t say anything.”
“Yes you did. I heard it plain as day.”
“No, Malissa. I thought it. I didn’t say it. You read my thoughts.”
Malissa stared at her mother in disbelief. “But how can that be? I’ve never been able to do that before.”
“I think it’s Robin. When you two merged your auras that first time I noticed that when you separated, part of his aura stayed with you and part of yours stayed with him. I think you acquired some of his gifts.”
“Really…? That’s incredible. Let’s try something else. Think of something,” Malissa was excited.
Nancy looked at Malissa and thought, the quick brown fox jumped over the lazy dog.
“Goodness. I haven’t heard that since I took typing one-oh-one – I…” She suddenly realized what was happening.
“If I weren’t a psychic to begin with I would be a little frightened about now,” Nancy said. “Actually – thinking about it – It’s quite exciting, don’t you think?”
“It will take a little getting used to, but it is marvelous isn’t it? I mean – I always wished I had better gifts – at least stronger ones. All the same I do feel a little weird about it.”
“Malissa, I have an idea. Why don’t you think of something and I’ll see if I can pick it up?”
“Okay. Let me think – okay. Here it comes.”
Malissa concentrated for a few seconds and said, “Well?”
“Testing, One… Two… Three…? You couldn’t think of anything a little more original?”
“Well, I was kind of on the spot. It’s hard to think on demand…Wait a minute! You heard me! Do you realize what this means?”
“Yes. I have to watch what I’m thinking around you,” Nancy said.
“No, Mom. It means we can all communicate with each other without saying a word. That might come in handy someday.”
“Yes, like at a poker game. Just a minute… Robin can already read your thoughts, Malissa.”
“Yes, but that’s only when we’re touching each other or dream sharing. We’ve never had two way communications without body contact.”
“Come to think of it, it’s been the same with me – except that Robin and I don’t dream share of course. I’m always hearing his broadcasts, but he’s never mentioned or acted like he could hear me. I wonder if we could talk to him psychically…”
“Maybe we could if we concentrated on sending our thoughts to him.”
“That’s a scary thought. It’s bad enough he broadcasts all over the place without us getting into the act.”
“Excuse me, ladies. Aren’t you friends of Robin Oracle?” said a man’s voice.
“Mr. Carter, we meet again,” Nancy tilted her head in acknowledgement.
Malissa’s blood ran cold. Carter! What’s he doing here? She looked at the scarecrow-man with fear and curiosity. Is he trying to finish what he started?
“Yes, I’m surprised you remember me. We only met briefly at the graveside of Mr. Johnson. Quite a coincidence that we should meet there – I mean because of the awful discovery the next day. Did you know something…?” He trailed off.
“No, Mr. Carter, we were there on another matter.”
“Yes, so you said then too. Well, I heard about the unfortunate accident your friend Mr. Oracle had and thought I should look in to see how he is, but the door is guarded and entrance is restricted. I saw you two here and thought I’d ask how the young man is doing.”
Or kill him before he gives you away, Malissa thought.
“You haven’t met my daughter, Malissa yet. Malissa this is the man from the funeral home – Mr. Carter.”
“Nice to meet you, Mr. Carter…” I wonder if I’ll ever get the taste of that one out of my mouth.
“Charmed, Malissa, call me Jimmy, please.”
“Certainly,” she said in as friendly a voice as she could muster.
Nancy continued: “To answer your question, Jimmy – Robin will live and the man that did this to him will soon be in custody.”
Call Hawk, Malissa. Hurry!
“Really…? That was quick, I…”
“Excuse me a moment, will you? I’m just going to get a cup of coffee,” Malissa announced.
“Certainly,” Mr. Carter said.
“Would you like one?” asked Malissa nicely. How about one with cyanide in it?
“Why, yes, thank you,” he said.
Malissa got up and went into the cafeteria. Mr. Carter pulled out a chair and said, “May I?”
“Please do,” Nancy politely replied.
Malissa made sure she was out of sight before she took out her cell phone and called Lt. Hawk’s office.
“I feel badly about the accident…” Mr. Carter started.
“It wasn’t an accident,” Nancy interrupted. “Someone deliberately put a bomb in my car. It was only a lucky break that saved Robin from being killed.”
“Yes, I understand. I apologize if I offended you. It’s just that in my business we tend to be as uncontroversial as possible. It was a poor choice of words. May I call it the incident?”
Nancy couldn’t believe her ears. “Yes – If you must,” she said a little exasperated.
“Good. As I was saying, being a fan of mystery novels and the like, I feel kind of responsible for the incident.”
What is this scarecrow on about? Is he trying to confess?
“I don’t understand, Jimmy. What do you mean by that?”
“I should have known his life was in danger. When I went to his office I suggested to him that he touch something from the crypt, but I completely overlooked the possibility that if I read the papers, then the killer probably saw the article about Robin’s gifts as well. If I was able to figure out that he could use his powers on the crypt evidence then, certainly, the killer would too. Of course, I had no idea that he would resort to a bomb… a sniper’s bullet perhaps… but a bomb? It’s much easier to trace a bomb.”
“Mr. Carter?” a gruff voice said.