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the basic items that one would need in life. Most of the employees actually lived in the dorm building near the docks full time. Some, like Sarah, split their time between the island and the town of Silver Cove, just across the water on the mainland.
    Lilith, for her part, had been living in her dorm room for almost ten years, ever since Sarah had persuaded the old manager, Tom Elliott, to hire her on as a maid.
    Since moving in, she’d worked every job possible at East Haven, including one wonderful summer where Rodney had taken her under his wing and taught her to love working in the dirt.
    “Oh, he is,” Rodney said, breaking into her memories. “It’s just best to keep him busy.” He turned down the back pathway towards the hidden cottage that only employees knew about. “I seem to remember another young teenager who needed to stay busy too.”
    She laughed. “You never gave me a moment’s rest. Who would have thought there was so much to do to keep all this”—she motioned around them— “beautiful?”
    “I’ll take that as a compliment,” he said, stopping and pointing downwards. “They were sumacs. Red ones. Once they had grown a little, it would have made this whole area look like it was on fire.” He sighed and shook his head. “Tis a shame. I’m having to wait three more weeks for others to arrive to replace them.”
    “Do you have any idea why these would be taken and no others?”
    He nodded. “I paid a hundred for each bush since they were larger in size.”
    “You think someone took them and sold them?”
    He shrugged. “What else would they take them for? They’re bushes, not bottles of expensive wine.”
    She cringed inwardly. She’d been torturing herself about not calling or texting Sarah about the break-in, but stopping the news from spreading on the island had been another issue. Everyone knew what had happened Saturday night.
    “Do you have your receipt? I’m heading into town now and will stop by the police station to report them stolen.” She reached into her purse and pulled out her cell phone to snap a few pictures of the empty spots.
    “Receipt and a few pictures I took shortly after we were done planting them.” He pulled out the receipt from his pocket and handed it to her, then took out his phone. “I’m sending the pictures to you now.”
    She waited until the three images were received and then followed him back to the main building. “I’ll keep you posted.”
    She sent a text to Jerry to pick her up at the docks and was surprised that he was already there when she walked down to the dock.
    “What’s it like being the boss?” Jerry teased her. She’d known him for so long, she could tell by just looking at him what sort of mood he was in.
    “What’s wrong?” She walked onto the ferry and followed him up the stairs.
    He glanced back at her with a frown. “My agent called.”
    “And?”
    “They want to make Crescent Creek into a movie.”
    “That’s wonderful!” She almost squealed it.
    “No, it’s not.”
    “Why not?” She stopped her happy little dance and frowned up at him.
    “Because that means I’d have to go to Hollywood.”
    “For how long?”
    “Two months.”
    “And?”
    “You know.” He crossed his arms over his chest. She moved closer to him, laying her hands on his arms.
    “Jerry, you can do this.”
    “No, I can’t. Not after…” He closed his eyes and sighed. “No I can’t,” he repeated.
    “What about…” She was interrupted when someone coughed.
    She was so surprised by the loud sound, she actually jumped.
    ***
    Adam stood a few feet away from the pair who were in what could only be described as a tender embrace.
    “Sorry to interrupt,” he said between clenched teeth. His eyes bore into Lilith’s, then Jerry’s.
    He actually liked the ferryman. The man was his age and roughly the same build. The only difference was that Jerry was three generations American and was one of the bestselling horror authors