Death Dealer: Supernatural Suspense Thriller with Ghosts by Ian Fortey & Ron Ripley & Scare Street

Author:Ian Fortey & Ron Ripley & Scare Street [Fortey, Ian & Ripley, Ron & Street, Scare]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Scare Street
Published: 2023-12-11T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15: Stalking

It was already early evening, and the sun was low in the sky. Night was coming soon, and though Shane was tired and sore after his earlier encounters, he didn’t want to lose his momentum.

He left the parking garage under the building and made his way across town to Jamaica Plain. The neighborhood was an eclectic mix of old, turn-of-the-previous-century homes and new buildings that had risen in the wake of a construction boom. Houses were sided in bright blues and greens and yellows on tree-lined streets where more people seemed to ride bicycles than drive cars. It had the feel of a Bohemian artist community, and it did not fit Shane’s expectations for Connor.

As he drove closer to the address, a building on the banks of a moderate-sized pond, Shane supposed there was a degree of cleverness in the location. He was playing against type. There was an expectation that someone like Connor might be holed up in a warehouse somewhere, a fortified compound, or some other foreboding location. Not a pleasant, if overpriced, neighborhood in a quaint corner of Boston.

Connor’s address was an apartment building against Jamaica Pond. Ten stories and a penthouse on top encased in glass that must have had a magnificent view. It was Connor’s.

Shane parked closely enough to get a view of the entrance and the street that ran alongside the building should he come or go through the back. He was all but certain this was the place he was looking for and Connor Loughlin was the man he wanted. But there were no guarantees he still lived in the building or was there at present. With all the shake-ups, and Connor dropping off the map since he’d acquired Switchyard, he could have gone underground or even fled town.

Despite still being a few steps behind, Shane felt a sense of satisfaction and renewed vigor. He was on the trail. If he didn’t get Connor at the penthouse, he’d find him somewhere else. Soon, he felt.

Minutes ticked by while Shane waited. A handful of people came and went from the building, but Connor was not among them, nor was anyone who seemed to fit the description of Bothwell. Just couples, a family, and a few people returning from work.

The sun set and, even with the streetlights on, the neighborhood grew dark under the cover of the many trees that lined both sides of the street and filled the space behind the buildings along the banks of the pond.

A light flicked on in the penthouse. Shane kept his window up to obscure himself from view but stared up with his face to the glass. A shadow passed near a window and a second light came on. Connor or not, someone was home.

No time like the present, Shane thought. Waiting for whoever it was to come down was needlessly wasting time. If it was Connor, he could get him now. If it was not, at least he could learn that.

Shane slipped from his car

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