A Ghostly Ride in Gulfport (Gulf Coast Paranormal Book 10) by M.L. Bullock

Author:M.L. Bullock [Bullock, M.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2018-11-08T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine—Midas

The kid staggered into the carousel, and his awkward movements brought to mind images of stumbling zombies. Obviously, the guy was on crack or something. Why else would he have ignored me when I yelled at him? Bruce had stepped outside to take a leak but was gone longer than I expected. Suddenly, Cassidy was in front of me, talking, speaking my name, but I couldn’t hear her. My ears were ringing with the gunshot, but I hadn’t shot any gun. Someone else had. But who? Did someone shoot me?

And stranger still, the young man I saw was fading. Didn’t Cassidy see him? She was practically stepping on him. I’d covered my eyes for a moment, just to collect myself; when I opened them, he was fading right before my eyes. What just happened? Why did I feel as if I had stepped into a sticky fog?

“Midas, can you hear me? Are you hurt? Baby, can you hear me?”

“Yeah, I hear you. Did you hear that shot?” The rest of the team raced into the metal shed that housed the collapsing carousel.

“Hey, everything is okay. We just need a minute.”

“Midas Demopolis! No more guns on investigations! You know the rules!” Sierra fussed at me as she eyed Cassidy suspiciously. Sierra acted like she wanted to say something else but held her peace.

“I didn’t shoot my gun, Little Sister. I don’t even have it with me. It’s in the SUV.”

Everyone got quiet and began to look around for anything that would create such a noise. After a minute or two, I explained what I saw: the bloody teenager who stumbled into the carousel area, the mumbled voice behind me, the sound of a gun and the guy falling to the ground. I was pretty sure I saw a murder take place, only the victim was long dead. And I was shaken up pretty badly. It had been a long time since I’d been so deeply affected by the paranormal. I’d had some weird experiences in my day, missing time, pictures of the past, but this one took the cake.

“If you guys would give me a minute,” I said. Thankfully, my team respected my wishes. Cassidy put her hand on my shoulder as Sierra hurried everyone else out.

I hugged her immediately because that was all I knew to do. I shook my head. “I think I’m done for the night. I’ve been off my game all day. I should have listened to Papa Angelos and stayed home tonight.”

“Why would he tell you that?”

“I don’t know. He called me this afternoon and said, ‘Midas, leave the ghosts alone for a little while.’ Then he hung up the phone. I called him back, but he acted like he didn’t know what I was talking about. I’m worried about him.”

“Why would he say that? I don’t understand.”

“I don’t know. He either knew something I didn’t or…I don’t even want to think about it.” I rarely talked about my family troubles with Cassidy. Or with anyone, for that matter.

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