An Ecstasy of Bones: a serial killer thriller (Wren Delacroix Book 3) by V. J. Chambers

Author:V. J. Chambers [Chambers, V. J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Punk Rawk Books
Published: 2019-10-01T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

“There’s a place out in the woods that we built together,” Major said. He was happy to see them both, eager for them to believe what he’d said before, that Hawk was guilty, not him. He took the fact that they were asking questions about Hawk as a good sign.

It was, but Wren didn’t want him to get his hopes up. She wasn’t sure how to feel about Major. It was pretty likely that he was collateral damage, manipulated and twisted by Hawk for his own ends. But it was also possible that he’d been very involved. Maybe the two of them had done the girls together. Or maybe she was wrong about Hawk.

She still wanted to be wrong about Hawk, but she couldn’t make herself believe it was true.

“A place,” she repeated. “Like a house?”

“Not a nice house,” said Major. “No glass in the windows. No electricity or anything like that. We built it ourselves. We dragged things out from the compound. We took wood and nails and tools. We had to make a path between the trees. We did that first. We went through and hacked out a path, and then we had to keep it clear so that we could go back and forth.”

“Is this near where the bones were?” Wren said. “Where the girls were killed?”

Major shook his head. “No. I didn’t like that place. That was Hawk’s place.”

“But you knew all about it,” said Wren.

“I knew it because Hawk wanted me to know it. Because he was trying to set me up,” said Major. “He had planned for me to be his scapegoat all along, you know? It makes me so mad when I think about it. I thought we were friends. But he just used me. He saw me as weak and impressionable. He didn’t care about me at all.”

“But you confessed,” Wren said. “How does someone get another person to confess to murder of all things? How could Hawk ever have been able to convince you of that?”

“You’ve met him,” said Major. “He can do that. I think it’s because he’s still in touch with the Crimson Ram. He says that the Crimson Ram gets in through the cracks—the ones between sleep and awake? The Horned Lord crawls through those cracks and he takes over. He’s powerful too. He’s a god.”

“There’s no such thing as the Crimson Ram,” said Wren. “He’s made up. What Hawk does, it isn’t magic.”

Major leaned forward. “But you agree that Hawk can do something, don’t you?”

Reilly cleared his throat. “I think we’re getting off track here. This house in the woods you built?”

“Right,” said Major. “We worked on it for a long time. It took us months and months to make it. First we made the foundation. We dragged in concrete blocks on that litter we made. We dragged them over the path in the woods. It took a lot of trips. Then we set them up and then we built around it with wood. We framed it out and then we made the floor—”

“Where is it?” said Reilly.

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