Audrey Claire - Libby Grace 02 - How to Blackmail a Ghost

Author:Audrey Claire [Claire, Audrey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mystery: Paranormal - North Carolina
Publisher: Audrey Claire
Published: 2014-04-22T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Up until now, I knew where everyone lived because of past experiences and being in their neighborhood. I had no idea where Bart lived or if he lived alone. In fact, as I put my mind to recalling local gossip, I thought I remembered everyone saying when Bart wasn’t working, he hung around the pool hall. The only place in town to shoot pool was the small establishment next to Gatsky’s. In fact, inside the restaurant, an entrance led to the pool hall.

Invisible, I first checked the police station, but Bart had already left for the day. Now that the sun had gone down, I considered maybe Bart wanted to let off steam, as men seemed to do. I winked out of the police station to blink in to the pool hall. Men milled about the crowded space around three tables and at a couple corner tables. I scanned the faces in the dim lighting. Bart’s was not among them. Maybe he had a file in the station, which listed his address, but if Clark locked it in his desk or in the ancient file cabinets occupying his office, I might not be able to get to the information.

“Hey, you fellas hear about Bart? The chief tore him a new one.”

I stilled to listen to the man speaking.

A few others laughed. One answered. “Yeah, we heard. How long you figure he’ll hide out embarrassed?”

The first man downed a drink I suspected was not cola, but there was no bar in the pool hall, and Gatsky’s didn’t serve anything other than wine. I suspected these men had brought their own. “When he starts missing a good game, he’ll be back.”

“He’s been acting strange lately,” the first man said. “Short fuse and all. What do you figure is his problem?”

Several men shrugged. None seemed to care. I waited to see if someone would make a suggestion as to the issue, but they returned to their games and lewd conversations. My ears burned, and I deemed it time to go.

I left the pool hall intending to return to the station. I would not call it a night until I had at least tried to find Bart’s address among Clark’s files. If the chief was there, then I would figure out what to do then. Scaring him out of his mind with file cabinets opening on their own would not be good.

For some reason, I floated along rather than will myself to return to the police station. My decision brought me upon Isabelle. Like the night I came across her strolling in the park, she was nowhere near her home, and the way she kept peering around raised my suspicions. I zoomed closer, but she froze and turned. I winked out and appeared in the alley between two buildings. I don’t know why I hid. She wasn’t able to see me, but I had taken cover without thinking.

I peeked out to the street. Isabelle had begun walking again. She picked up the pace.

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