In Too Deep (Looking Glass Trilogy #1)(49)
Author: Jayne Ann Krentz

"Family is something we Joneses understand," Fallon said.

Jenny crushed the handkerchief in her hand and closed her eyes. "I don’t know what to say. Thank you, Fallon."

Isabella hugged her again. "Now you need to forgive yourself, Jenny. That’s the only way to make the fog go away."

Jenny opened her eyes, bewildered. "Fog? What are you talking about?"

Isabella smiled and released her. "Never mind. Just a figure of speech."

Jenny turned back to Fallon. "You were right."

"About what?" he asked.

"A moment ago you said that I’d been forced to choose between believing my brother or a man I did not know very well. That’s the truth. I didn’t know you very well, Fallon."

"No," he agreed.

"Even if things had been different, I don’t think that would have changed," Jenny said.

"Probably not."

"There’s something else I need to tell you about that night. Even if there had been no Arcane Club and no magic lanterns and things had not ended the way they did, I was going to give you back your ring."

"I know," Fallon said.

She shook her head, rueful now. "Of course you do. You’re Fallon Jones, the brilliant chaos theory-talent. You can see the pattern before anyone else."

"Not always," he said. "But you were right, Jenny. It would never have worked between us."

She gave him another misty smile. "We both made the same mistake when we got engaged. We thought we could rely on logic and reason when it came to choosing a mate."

"Obviously a false assumption," Fallon said.

Jenny turned back to Isabella. "Fallon may not have done a very good job when he tried to find a wife, but I think he did very well, indeed, when he hired an assistant."

She turned and walked back toward the lights of the ballroom. Isabella jacked up her other vision. The terrible fog was already diminishing. With luck, Jenny would allow herself to heal.

Fallon came to stand beside Isabella. They waited until Jenny had disappeared into the crowd.

"You knew she was going to give you back your ring that night?" Isabella asked.

"Doesn’t take a lot of talent to know when you’re about to get dumped. Even I could see it coming."

"And if she hadn’t ended things first?"

"I would have had to do it," he said. "You heard her. Jenny felt as if she never really knew me. That problem went both ways."

"Everyone has secrets. Everyone has a private place. I don’t think it’s ever possible to know anyone completely. I don’t think we would want to know someone that well even if it were possible. Part of what makes other people interesting is that there is always some mystery beneath the surface."

"The kind of knowing I’m talking about goes deeper than secrets," Fallon said.

She thought about that. "I see what you mean."

"Do you?" He shook his head. "Then you’re way ahead of me because I sure as hell couldn’t define it."

"But you’ll recognize that kind of knowing if you ever find it?"

"Yes," he said. "So? What does it mean?"

"To want to know someone in a way that goes deeper than just learning a person’s secrets? It means you’re a hopeless romantic, Fallon Jones."

There was a heartbeat of stunned silence. And then Fallon began to laugh. The sound started out as a hoarse, harsh, little-used chuckle. But it quickly gathered depth and volume. In a moment, Fallon was roaring with laughter. The sound reverberated across the terrace, spilling out into the night.

Isabella sensed a presence behind her. When she turned around she saw Zack and Raine silhouetted in the entrance of the ballroom. As she watched, a number of other Joneses, including Fallon’s parents, gathered to watch the spectacle on the terrace. The expressions on their faces ran a short gamut from stunned to fascinated.

She poked Fallon in the ribs. "We’ve got an audience," she whispered.

His laughter faded. He turned to look at the crowd in the doorway.

"Good joke?" Zack asked.

"Best one I’ve heard in a long time," Fallon said.

24

The auction started at ten. Fallon stood with Isabella at the back of the room. A hush fell over the crowd. The auctioneer picked up his gavel.

Fallon took Isabella’s arm.

"We can leave now," he said, keeping his voice low.

She glanced at him, surprised. "Don’t you want to see who bids on those weird artifacts in the display cases?"

"No. I’ve had about as much socializing as I can handle for one evening. I’ve done what Zack asked, helped him provide a show of force. He can handle the Society’s politics from here on in. That’s what he gets paid to do."

Her eyes narrowed a little in suspicion, but she allowed him to steer her out of the ballroom and into the hallway.

"You’re up to something," she whispered. "I can tell."

"You know us small-town folks. Early to bed and early to rise."

"Ha. What’s going on, Jones?"

"We’re leaving first thing in the morning."

"Define first thing," she shot back.

"After breakfast."

"Okay, that’s not so bad. You’re anxious to get back to Scargill Cove?"

"We have a lot of work waiting for us." The we surprised him, coming out of his mouth as it did. For so long he had thought of the agency as his sole responsibility. But lately he had begun to think of Isabella as something more than an assistant or even an investigator. He was starting to treat her like a partner. That was probably not wise.

"Yes," she said, looking satisfied at the prospect. "J&J never sleeps."

"There’s another reason for getting an early start."

She gave him an expectant look.

He drew her through the lobby toward the elevators. "We’re going to make a stop on the way back to the Cove."

"Where?"

"Cactus Springs."

She halted abruptly, forcing him to halt, too. Her eyes widened. "That’s where my grandmother lives. Lived."

"I’ve done all the investigation I can do online. Now I need to take a look at the scene of the crime. Isn’t that the kind of thing Sherlock Holmes would do?"

"But you don’t believe that there was a crime."

"I told you, I’m reserving my opinion until I have all the facts."

She gave that some thought. "Grandma warned me not to go to her place if something happened to her because she was afraid they might be watching, waiting for me to show up. But I suppose there’s no reason you and I can’t go there together. As long as you’re with me, it should be safe. Grandma is the one who told me to find you if I couldn’t hide from them. She said they would not want to involve Arcane."