Page 112 of Property of Push


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Where?

Was she here?

My pulse started pounding.

“Hey!”

A woman near one of the game booths waved toward us while weaving through a small group of tourists.

Push instantly moved half in front of me.Protective.

The woman stepped closer, looking confused.“Erin?”

I pointed at myself.“Are you talking to me?”

The woman stared at me like I’d lost my damn mind.“Of course I’m talking to you.”

Push shifted slightly closer.

The woman finally noticed him fully and wrinkled her brow.“You’re new.”

That almost made me laugh because technically he wasn’t new.

“I’m not Erin,” I said quickly.“Erin is my sister.”

The woman blinked hard and really looked at me.Then her eyes widened.“Wow,” she said slowly.“Sorry.You guys look alike.”

My stomach twisted.

That wasn’t the first time someone had said that, but hearing it here on the island felt different.

Personal.

“How do you know Erin?”Push asked.

The woman looked immediately nervous.Not guilty nervous, more like intimidated nervous.Push had that effect on people sometimes.

The woman looked between me and Push carefully before answering.“She worked here,” she said slowly.“With me.Over in the ghost town.”

Everything inside me locked up.

“What?”I asked sharply.

The girl blinked.“Erin.She worked a couple shifts with us.Ron hired her maybe… five weeks ago?”She looked confused now.“You seriously don’t know that?She broke up with her boyfriend and told me she needed to get some money so she could get out of here.”

Push went completely still beside me.

Pearl lowered her sunglasses slowly.“She worked here?”

“Yeah,” the woman said cautiously.“Ron hired her, though she only worked about a week before she just stopped coming.”

Behind us, Piney stopped eating popcorn.

Actually stopped.

The bag lowered slowly, and that was how I knew this was bad.

Push’s voice stayed calm, but I could feel the tension pouring off him beside me.“You know her boyfriend?”