Dark Choir by Paul Melhuish

Author:Paul Melhuish [Melhuish, Paul]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, fantasy, Literary, writer, author, Dark, horror, paranormal
Publisher: Silver Shamrock Publishing
Published: 2020-04-20T22:00:00+00:00

Twenty-Four

Brendan Widdowson unlocked the side door of the chapel and entered. The deafening sing song of the alarm rang out through the church so he quickly went to the illuminated green key pad and jabbed in the number to silence it. He hoped the noise would wake that couple in the house next door who were living in sin together, but the man’s car was not there. Widdowson suspected he’d already left for work earlier that morning.

The time was eight o’clock and he had a meeting with a town councilor at nine. Widdowson wanted to print off the plans for the new house he wanted to build next to One Farm Road. Councillor Jacobs owed Widdowson a few favours, so he couldn’t see any problems with getting the plans passed. He had enough leverage on the councilor to pretty much get what he wanted. There were three lads who would cough up enough information to cost him his marriage and his job.

He strode into the chapel and stopped dead. “What the…”

In huge letters, almost four feet high, the word CHOIR had crudely been hacked into the wall, gouged into the plaster across the back wall, above where Widdowson normally stood to preach.

The same word his charges had been sent. Gillits, O’Shea, Pendred and the rest. Now the blackmailers were daring to target him. He stared at the letters, his eyes drawn down to the plaster and brick dust spread about the carpet at the bottom of the wall. Whoever did this had left no footprints. Widdowson thought this strange seeing as the dust covered quite a large area on the raised platform.

“So, you think you can fuck with me now, is that it?”

Widdowson felt no fear, just a burning desire to destroy whoever had dared go against him. People like Jason and Connor and the rest, they were just little people, sheep who were easily frightened. Widdowson had made tentative investigations on their behalf but had come up with nothing. Some of his eager parishioners, those in his inner circle, had even questioned a couple of suspects with their fists. He’d checked with Gould but the policeman had no information. Now it would be time to get the big guns out. Gould would be fully let off the leash to find whoever was doing this and his bite was far worse than his bark.

Widdowson ran through all the people he knew who would do this sort of thing. The Hepworth lad hated him enough to do this, but this wasn’t his way. Daniel Hepworth was more likely to try a frontal attack. Use foul language to his face then skulk away. Widdowson still wanted him to pay for his verbal outburst at his own mother’s funeral.

Then there was that big-chested nurse, Alison Coombs. The one with the smart mouth. He’d got Gould to do a background check on her and her record was clean.

If Hepworth and Coombs hadn’t actually carved out the word themselves then they might know who’d done it.

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