knew what you were working on for Mr. Hunt, she would tell us. She doesnât treat everything as a big secret.â
Her mom seemed to think that over. âMr. Randolph, the lawyer, was drawing up a will for Mr. Hunt. This was before his stroke, and he wanted some investigative work done. He contacted me. I was to find the other sister. That was the extent of my involvement, but I became interested in the old man. I felt sorry for him. I used to drop in and see him from time to time.â
âThis sister you were going to find. Itâs not the old crazy one who left the message on your machine.â
âNo. There were younger sistersâtwins. Only one of them is alive now, and that was who I was to find.â
Herculeah had her mom talking now, and she didnât want her to stop. âEverybody says thereâs money hidden in the houseâeven Nurse Wegman. By the way, I donât trust her. Sheâs weird.â
âMr. Randolph hired the nurses himself. Theyâre the same team that nursed his invalid mother, so you donât have to worry about them.â
âSo is there money hidden in the house?â
âI hope you havenât been poking around the house looking for it.â
âOf course not. Give me some credit. Iâm smarter than that.â
âToo smart sometimes.â Her mother changed the subject. âDid you get supper?â
âI ordered pizza. Thereâs some left if you want it.â
âI grabbed a bite on the way home. Incidentally, Iâll be leaving early in the morning.â
âDonât work too hard.â
âI wonât.â
She left and Herculeah put her granny glasses on again. âThink,â she told her brain. âThink about what could have been thrown from the tower. What could have sprouted wings? Whatâ?â
Before her brain had a chance to work, the phone rang. âIâll get it, Mom, itâs probably Meat.
âOh, hi, Meat,â she said, âI was hoping it was you. Also, Iâm hoping that youâll go to Hunt House with me tomorrow. It wonât be any fun without you.â
âDidnât you hear what Mom said in the car? My dadâs going to call.â
âI heard, but if he calls early ...â
âMaybe.â
âDonât you want to find out what was thrown at you?â
âI guess.â
âRemember that old song âBlowinâ in the Windâ?â She tried to make her voice mysterious so he would be interested.
âYes.â
âWell, something was blowinâ in the wind at Hunt House.â
âAnd youâre going to find out what it was.â
âIâve got to.â
âCall me when you get back.â
âI will. Maybe Iâll call before I goâtry to change your mind. I gotta go now. Good night, Meat.â
âGood night.â
Herculeah sighed. Maybe she could compete with a phone call from an airhead like Steffie, but not a call from Macho Man. She adjusted her granny glasses and waited, hoping to get an idea of what had been blowinâ in the wind.
17
HERCULEAH ON HER OWN
This was the first time Herculeah had come to Hunt House without Meat at her side. She missed him. Being with Meat always made her feel she had to be brave and protective. She didnât want anything to happen to him. And she knew she was going to have to be especially brave today.
The night before, when her mom came in to say a final good night, she had said, âIâd rather you didnât go back to Hunt House to read to Mr. Hunt.â
âMom!â âAt least not until Iâve had a chance to talk to Mr. Randolph about the situation.â
âMom!â
âAnd Iâll do that tomorrow. Good night, Herculeah.â
Her mother had not, Herculeah reminded herself, said, âI forbid you to go to Hunt House.â She had said, âIâd rather you didnât go back to Hunt
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