Candlemas Eve by Sackett Jeffrey

Author:Sackett, Jeffrey [Sackett, Jeffrey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Horror
Publisher: Crossroad Press
Published: 2012-07-23T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

November 23, continued

"Damn it, Lukie, will you stop pacing like that?" Karyn snapped. "You're driving me nuts!"

Lucas Proctor sat down on the edge of the motel bed and started biting his nails. "I wish Dad'd get here. I'm dying to find out what's happening."

"What's happening!" Karyn exclaimed. "They're probably both under arrest, that's what's happening!" She shook her head in amazement. "Did you see that? I mean, my God! That guy is lying there dead, and she's screaming like a goddamn maniac!"

"It was an accident," he muttered. "You can't kill people with spells. That's all bullshit. The cops have gotta realize that."

"Oh, it's all bullshit? This coming from a guy who tried to bring back the spirits of the dead last Halloween?"

"I was just fuckin' around, babe, you know that," he said. "I never really thought that anything was gonna happen." He sighed. "Jeeze, I hope Dad's okay."

Karyn looked over at him and felt suddenly very sorry for him, and regretful that she had been snapping at him all day. She was lying on the far side of the large motel bed, and she slid over and gave him a hug. "He'll be okay, Lukie, honest he will. Don't worry about him. He didn't do anything, really. It's Gwendolyn who's up the creek without—"

She stopped speaking when she heard the sound of voices and footsteps coming down the motel corridor toward the room. Lucas jumped up and ran to the door, throwing it open anxiously and looking out. "Hey, it's Row and Jeremy!" he said happily as he walked out into the corridor. "Where's Dad, Row? What's going on?"

Rowena pushed past him and went into the motel room. "He's down at the police station. He told us to wait for him here."

"How'd you get here?" Lucas asked. The rooms which Simon had reserved for his children, their friends (one each for Rowena and Jeremy, of course), and the two women and himself were in a motel on Northern Boulevard in Queens, quite distant from the mid-Manhattan police precinct where he and Gwendolyn, followed anxiously by Rowena and Jeremy, had been taken after the death of Ludwig Eisenmann. Lucas had an almost pathological fear of police stations, a result no doubt of the drugs he always carried with him, so he and Karyn had gone straight to the motel by subway, and there waited anxiously for the others to return. Lucas knew that Rowena hated the subways and steadfastly refused to ride them on those rare occasions when she was in New York, and this fact had prompted his question.

"Mr. Schroeder drove us over," she said. "He was going home to—I don't know, someplace, and he said he would be passing by here anyway, so he dropped us off."

"So?" Lucas asked.

"So what?"

"So what's going on at the police station?"

Rowena just shook her head and sat down on the edge of the bed. As she pulled off her shoes and began to massage her tired feet, Jeremy removed his jacket and said, "They're interrogating all of them—the band, Adrienne—all of them.

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