Contents (41)
- Prologue
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Author's Note:
- Wisdom Spring by Andrew Cunningham
- About the Author
"These men weren't workers. They delivered alcohol to the island, then came here for a few days or a week."
She shook her head.
I tried again. "I think one of them killed another."
Her eyes perked up, so I took it a step further.
"Their names were Tony, Bruce, Mikey, and John. I think John ended up stay…" I stopped. Her eyes had narrowed and she began to shake. There was anger there, a tremendous amount of anger.
"Mikey," she said, almost spitting his name. "I remember Mikey. An evil man. A very evil man!"
I looked at Sabrina. Mikey? Wasn't Mikey the "good" one of the bunch? The literate one? The one who wasn't cut out for a life of crime? Could she have confused him with one of the others? After all, it was his book that helped fill in the gaps.
"Were we wrong about Mikey?" asked Sabrina. "Is there more to this than we thought?"
"Are you sure his name was Mikey?" I asked through Emil. "My great-grandfather was one of those men. He never said anything bad about Mikey."
She responded with a short comment. Emil hesitated a moment, then said, "she says he had two faces. Not quite sure … oh, I get it. He was two-faced." He said something to Eva, who nodded, then said something else.
"Eva says she watched him with his friends. He acted one way with them, but different when he was away from them."
"It was over eighty years ago," said Sabrina. "Why is it you remember him so clearly?"
"Because he was the most evil man I have ever met," she stated simply.
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We waited for more.
"I remember the four men you speak of. Not the names of the other three until you said them, but I remember them. There was another. He was from another country."
"Vlad?" I said to Sabrina.
"Most likely."
"They were looking for the gold."
"You knew of the gold?" I asked.
"Everyone knew of the gold. The men from the company—the big men—had it. They took it from our country and sent it somewhere. They became very rich stealing from our country. Meanwhile, we all stayed poor. Many fights were started because of the gold."
"And the four men?" asked Sabrina.
"They asked many questions, especially one of them. I think he was the leader. He was always fighting with the man from the other country. But when they weren't around, Mikey asked questions. If he didn't get the answers he wanted, he beat people."
"Did he beat your father?" I asked.
"Yes." She stopped before saying anything else. There was more.
"Did he do something else?" asked Sabrina.
A tear rolled down her ancient face.
"Yes."
"To you?" asked Sabrina gently, touching Eva's hand. We all knew where this was going.
"Yes." We'd heard enough. There was no sense in subjecting her to anything further on that subject.
We gave her a few minutes to compose herself. Then I said, "I'm sorry we brought back all those memories."