[Lady Justice 24] - Lady Justice and the Ghost Whisperer by Robert Thornhill

Author:Robert Thornhill [Thornhill, Robert]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mystery, Humour
ISBN: 9781537238579
Google: yX0_vgAACAAJ
Amazon: B01KU65I9Q
Barnesnoble: B01KU65I9Q
Goodreads: 31678954
Publisher: CreateSpace Publishing
Published: 2016-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 14

When the emcee announced that Ruptured Spleen would be on stage in just a few minutes, I grabbed Maggie by the arm.

“Ruptured Spleen probably means ruptured ear drums. I’m out of here.”

“I’m with you,” she replied. “This would be a good time to tour the Old Jail and Museum. It’s just a few blocks from here.”

We pushed through the crowd who were all on their feet, pumping their fists, chanting, “Spleen! Spleen! Spleen!”

As Jerry exited the stage, he was met by a few fans who wanted to shake his hand and get an autograph.

That accomplished, he suddenly realized he needed to heed a call of nature. He headed backstage where he ran into the Spleen drummer.

“I gotta take a whiz,” he said.

“Okay, whatever,” the drummer replied.

“Any idea where I can find a bathroom?”

The guy pointed. “Porta potties. Far end of the parking lot.”

“Thanks. Good luck and break a leg.”

The drummer was obviously confused. “What? Break my leg?”

Generation gap, Jerry thought, as he made his way across the parking lot.

Soon, the pungent odor spawned by the excrement of hundreds of carnival goers burned his nostrils, and he spotted the row of toilets lined up side by side.

As he approached, the smell grew stronger, and he had almost decided to just hold it, when a man burst from the backside of the potties.

“Pssst! Meester! I need your help! Please!”

Startled, Jerry muttered, “Good grief, man. You scared me. I thought you were the lolly monster.”

The man looked confused. “What is lolly munster?”

“It’s a horrible creature that lives in toilets. Kind of like trolls and gremlins --- never mind. You’re not from around here, are you?”

“No, my name is Sayid Jabara, and I’m from Syria. Can you help me?”

“Help you what?”

He looked furtively over his shoulder. “They’re coming for me. I need to hide.”

“Who’s coming? Why are they after you?”

The man’s answer sent chills up and down Jerry’s spine.

“I was with a group of men who plan to kill and destroy at this event, but then I saw all the innocent families --- little children --- and I just couldn’t. Now they want me dead. They will stop at nothing to carry out their plan of destruction.”

Jerry was speechless. “I --- I’m not sure how I can help. The police! We must find a policeman. They can protect you.”

The man pointed across the lot. “It’s too late. They’re here! I am doomed!”

He pressed a small disc in Jerry’s hand. “Take this and give it to the authorities. I must go!”

Before he could protest, the man sprinted away.

Seeing the men approaching, Jerry slipped into one of the porta potties and locked the door.

He held his breath as the men paused just outside.

He heard one of them shout something in a foreign language. The others grunted, and it sounded like they were off in pursuit of poor Sayid.

Hearing the men’s footsteps fade into the distance, Jerry slumped onto the toilet seat. Fearing their return, he huddled against the back wall, shaking with fear, the pungent odor filling his lungs.

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