Case File 13 by J. Scott Savage

Author:J. Scott Savage
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2012-11-12T22:00:00+00:00

“No. My parents made sure all the good stuff got thrown away.”

“What a waste.”

“Lend a hand or get out of the way,” Nick’s dad called, coming around from the side of the truck. “This is a working zone. Men are breaking a sweat here.”

Nick noticed his dad was carrying a lamp that might have weighed five pounds at the most.

Catching Nick’s look, his dad gripped the base of the lamp, which was shaped like a large black-and-red bird, in both hands. “I’m carrying the valuable items while they carry the bulk. Tomorrow, I want you to help me get all this stuff put away. My boss is coming for dinner.”

“Sure thing,” Nick promised.

“By the way,” Dad called over his shoulder, “there’s a letter for you inside the front door.”

Nick glanced at his friends. Who would send him a letter? As soon as he saw the envelope on the entryway table though, he knew who had sent it. The canary-yellow paper was a dead giveaway.

“Nice desk,” Carter said as the three boys passed though Nick’s living room, which was packed wall to wall with furniture.

Nick, who was already starting up the stairs, barely heard him. As soon as the three boys got into his bedroom, Nick closed the door and turned the letter over in his hands. There was no return address and the only writing on the front was Nick’s name and address, written in an oddly formal handwriting that looked like the kind of thing you might see on the front of a wedding invitation. But he had no doubt who it was from.

“What’s the big deal?” Carter asked. “Love letters from some long-lost girlfriend you never told us about?” He pretended to sniff the air. “Is that the aroma of perfume I smell? Or did you just swipe your mom’s deodorant today?”

“It’s not a love letter,” Nick said. “It’s from this guy….” He tried to think of a good way to describe Mazoo. “He was this big dude in a bright yellow suit.”

“Sounds like Tiffany’s kind of guy,” Carter said.

Nick ignored him. “He was my aunt’s pastor and he performed her funeral service. But he was also in her house. He asked me if I had explored it. I think he might have been one of those voodoo sorcerer guys. A…”

“A bokor?” Angelo had been flipping through an encyclopedia of fantastical creatures on Nick’s desk. He dropped the book and hurried over to where Nick had started to tear the letter open and held out a hand. “You might want to be careful where you do that.”

Nick paused and looked at the envelope. “You think it’s cursed or something?”

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