The evil bat already seemed like such a long time ago, but everything resurged in their minds clearly and sharply, as though someone had adjusted the telescope lenses and everything was brought into focus again. The massive six-foot frame, the powerful wings, and the terrible glowing eyes of his. The thought had not occurred to them until now – that he might still be alive and may one day return for his revenge.
“Dead or not,” said Diane thoughtfully. “He wouldn’t come for the necklaces again.”
“How’d you know?” asked Becky.
“The entire building was destroyed by his own curse. There’s no need for the key anymore.”
“Unless he still thinks that Mark knew where the real scepter and treasure are.”