Chapter 2
Shake, rattle, and roll. That was what it felt like, topped off by a boom that almost shattered Lync’s eardrums. The contents of the box of chocolate-covered raisins flew through the air while Lync went skidding off the seat to land hard on his tailbone.
“Ow.” He lurched to his feet and tried to rub the ache from his butt. The screen had gone dark, and only the emergency lights continued to cast a red glow. “s**t. We must have lost power,” he muttered to himself. “Again.”
It was probably a thunderstorm, and a lightning strike must have taken out the power lines, something that had happened before, although not as often since the James family had bought Laurel Hill Mall. Prior to that, Lync had made what repairs he could, but it was a relief Mr. James’d had all the electrical w
