Deadly Flip by M. E. Bakos

Author:M. E. Bakos
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: M. E. Bakos
Published: 2022-12-08T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 13

I caught up with Dan, the electrician, the next morning before I left for the renovation. He said he would be over later that day. When I arrived at the rehab, Wayne was hard at work in the master bathroom. He had emptied the wheelbarrow and was sweeping construction dust. He appeared rested after having the previous afternoon off.

“Something happen with the basement door, Kiddo?” he asked, puzzled.

“Yes. I’ll tell you after setting up the fans.”

My conversation with Myra about a cat living in the basement was fresh in my mind. I marched to the cellar, armed with a flashlight. I ran the light behind the washer/dryer, water heater, and boiler. The ceiling was open-beamed. Holding my breath, I ventured into the storage room and aimed the light along the shelves and failing cement wall.

After looking high and low for an opening or place a cat might take refuge, I put the flashlight down. My imagination was in overdrive, stressed by the renovation problems, and being trapped the day before. I had to get a grip.

I switched out the fans with ones Wayne, and Myra supplied. I collected the rental fans and dehumidifier and loaded them into the car. Then, I waved Wayne to the porch for a break. We stood outside, and I explained, “The lights went out when I was working in the cellar. The doorknob fell out in my hand when I was about to leave.”

“You gotta be kidding!”

“No. I would not kid. I was lucky that Myra forgot her purse and came back. She rescued me.” I laughed, nervously.

“Oh man! I’m sorry I left you here!”

“It wasn’t your fault. I’ve called the electrician to check the switch again. If you could fix the knob, that would be great. Did you notice it was loose?”

“Can’t say I did. The door’s been open most of the time while drying out the basement,” he said, his expression anxious.

“Sure.” I tried to sound reassuring, but I was still a little unnerved. I had used the flashlight to focus into the crooks and crannies. The overhead light worked while I changed the fans. I didn’t mention the noises.

“Heck, I can check the box.”

“That’s okay. I want to know if he left the window open when he was working.” I was afraid I sounded loopy and didn’t want to alarm Wayne any more than necessary, so I quickly changed the subject.

“You look better,” I commented.

“Yep, feel heaps better,” he said, relaxing. I waited as he dug in his shirt pocket for cigarettes. He lit up, took a drag, exhaled, and said, “Talked to Gillie about the mailman.”

“You did?” I asked, surprised.

“Yep. Had to get it off my chest.”

“Good.” I nodded. “What’d she say?”

“Said it was nothing.”

I felt a twinge at the back of my mind.

“’Taint nothing and I believe her!” he declared.

“If it clears the air, then that’s all that matters. You have to trust Gillie.”

Verify, then trust.

“Congratulations on having the courage to ask.”

“Thanks.” He grunted.

“Wayne, I have a favor to ask,” adding, “You’ve said this place is haunted?”

“Yep.

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