Castle of Sorrows by Jonathan Janz

Author:Jonathan Janz [Janz, Jonathan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Ronald Malfi, horror, Edward Lee, supernatural, Richard Laymon, haunted, castle, Pan
Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd.
Published: 2014-07-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Three

Of all the things in the world Chad Wayne might be doing, and especially of all the places in the world in which he might be doing it, standing guard in Castle Blackwood was his absolute last choice. He was doing what Agent Gary had instructed, walking up and down the halls of the first floor, testing the three exit doors every time he passed and peeking into each room just to make sure the windows weren’t being jimmied. After Ben had beaten Castillo to within an inch of his life, Agent Gary had enlisted Chad to lug the federal agent’s heavy body down to Castillo’s room. Conveniently, Brooks and Shadeland—the A-hole responsible for Castillo’s condition in the first place—had taken off and left Chad as the only conscious male in the castle. That meant that he was to be ordered around by not one, not two, but three women, and man, if that wasn’t bullshit, Chad didn’t know what was.

Then Agent Gary had strapped the damned ankle holster on him, which embarrassed him even worse. It wasn’t enough the thing had some sort of double strap that looked like a freaking garter belt, but she also made him hike up his pajama leg so she could put it on. If there was one body part Chad was self-conscious about—other than his penis—it was his skinny ankles. He never went to the gym in shorts because of this, because when the other guys caught sight of them they made all sorts of jokes, calling him animated character names like Gru and Mr. Incredible.

And now look at him. Keeping a monotonous watch and holding a gun he had no idea how to use.

He passed the great hall and threw a quick glance toward the kitchen. He didn’t like to look that way because even though Shadeland and Agent Gary had dragged Jorge’s body to a closet out of the way, there was still a hell of a lot of blood in there, and Chad fancied he could smell it in the air.

He came to the dining room, reached in and flicked on the light. Everything looked okay in here. The table was barren except for a few place settings at the far end. The ceiling was painted ivory and featured all sorts of inlaid designs. There was what looked like some sort of butler’s station in one corner, with a good-sized table with a blood-red cloth draped over it. Next to that there was a smaller stand with a blue-and-white vase on it, a short stretch of wall covered with flowery wallpaper, then the windows overhung with ivory curtains, one of which was billowing from the storm. Chad continued his scan of the room, wondering if he should go back to the kitchen to get a snack. His stomach was growling, and he couldn’t remember the last time he’d eaten. He supposed he could…

Chad’s thoughts trailed off, his eyes moving to his left again.

Back to the billowing curtains.

Oh Jesus Christ Almighty Jumped-Up Jehoshaphat.

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