Sink or Swim

Chapter 11

Sierra pulled Skye's denim jacket off of one of the kitchen chairs and flung it at her older cousin.

"What are you doing?" Skye asked.

"What is sitting here going to achieve? Let's go and stalk this 'somebody' to see what we can find out." Skye could tell that Sierra must have already been extremely bored and maybe a little fed up of Skye interrogating her.

It couldn't be a bad idea though, could it? As long as they were careful and didn't get spotted. Skye didn't need Cassandra adding stalking to the list of things she hated Skye for.

The swimmer took a deep breath and nodded.

With her leg feeling a little better today, the cousins walked around the village until they reached Freddie's house.

Skye had only been there before to drop Cassandra off. Despite his house being walking distance from hers, Cass had often used Skye as a taxi service.

"You think fit Freddie did it?!" Sierra exclaimed, a little too loudly when they reached his road. Skye quickly put her hand over her cousin's mouth to quieten her words.

She gave her cousin a roll of the eyes and replied, "Cassandra would eat you alive, you don't want to be saying things like that." If anybody mentioned Freddie and attractive in the same sentence, Cassandra would try and fight them. Mind you, she'd do the same if anybody mentioned unattractive and Freddie in the same sentence, so it was best to avoid the name Freddie all together. He was her property and she was his, that was the kind of relationship they had.

"I doubt it." Sierra was too confident for her own good. She resembled those small dogs that ran around barking a lot, they had to be loud because they were so little. Just like Sierra.

"You wouldn't want to risk it."

Sierra shrugged. "I'm quick on my feet, she wouldn't be able to keep up with me

Skye crept around the corner of his house, hoping nobody was in. She couldn't exactly tiptoe so it was a bit of a risk. Sierra followed, despite it being her idea. At least she was light on her feet, even if she wasn't nearly as confident as she made out she was.

"So what exactly are we looking for?"

"I don't know, this was your suggestion." Skye exhaled. "We just need to find his car. If we can see it, we can rule it out."

The houses in the small beach village didn't often come with the luxury of a garage on the side of the house. Most of the parking was on-road, unless you were rich enough to own one of the larger houses in the area. Freddie's family had only been able to afford a house in the area because of the bar he owned and it wasn't a very big house either.

The blondes looked up at the off-yellow coloured house. There were no green cars on the street.

"Are we going to wait here all day to see what happens? If so, I really should have brought a picnic," complained Sierra. "My legs are starting to hurt already."

Skye gave her cousin a look of disbelief. She heightened her body, pushing her shoulders back and her chest out. She ran her hands down the back of her blonde bun and sighed. What was she doing?

Skye spun around on her feet slowly to face her cousin and said, "We should just go home. The car could just be at a garage if there's something wrong with it."

"What's wrong with it?"

"I don't know," Skye sighed. "His sister said something had happened to it. It doesn't mean anything though, does it? Things happen to cars all the time. I just wanted to see if it was here so that I could rule it out but it not being here doesn't prove anything."