Chapter 87

‘No. I was about to say…’ Cyrus paused. ‘What?’ Sebastian scowled. ‘Just spit it out.’ ‘Maybe we could…ask that guy for help, you know.’ Sebastian frowned. ‘What guy?’ Cyrus glanced around and lowered his voice to a whisper even though there was no one else within earshot. ‘You know, the one who sent us the letters.’ Sebastian jumped. He darted his eyes around and lowered his voice as well. ‘Don’t you think I’ve thought of that? But I can’t.’ ‘Why not?’ ‘I don’t know how to get in touch with him. Or her. Whatever. See? We know nothing about the person.’ Cyrus inched closer to his brother. ‘Do you think he or she is still keeping an eye on us?’ ‘I don’t know. I hope not.’ Sebastian shuddered at the thought of some unknown character lurking in the shadows, watching him. He couldn’t help but glance around again. Cyrus swallowed nervously. ‘Do you think Vernon Brighton’s death has something to do with—?’ ‘Shush!’ Sebastian shot his brother a warning look. ‘Vernon made plenty of enemies whe