GENRE: YA thriller
It's a law of nature that sooner or later my older sister will hook up with another handsome psycho who's totally out to do harm, and I'll have to break them up.
School's out for the summer and we're dragging our butts through the 93-degree woods by Donner Woods Road, picking berries for one of Mom's famous pies.
"His name is Geoffrey Whittington, the Third, and he's one of the richest men in town," Cort says in a dramatic voice.
I plunk a handful of berries into the pot and go into lecture mode. "I knew it. Sheesh. How many times do I have to tell you this? I don't care if his name is Geoffrey Whittington, the fourteenth. You have to stop choosing boyfriends based on their bank accounts. Check out their criminal records first."
From the way Cort stops picking berries, gives me a sappy smile, and her eyes go all dewy, I can tell she's a goner already. Case closed.
She stands in the shade of a cottonwood tree like a movie star. With the late afternoon sun shining down through the leaves, she looks almost angelic. Of course, she's not, and I get a weird premonition that we're both in for danger with this guy around.
On second thought, I'm not going to let this case get closed so easily. I just have to figure a way to get her attention.
Something snaps in the brush near the path and I turn to see who it is.