Demon Hunter by Linda Kay Silva

Author:Linda Kay Silva [Silva, Linda Kay]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781939062550
Publisher: Sapphire Books Publishing
Published: 2014-05-01T04:00:00+00:00

Some of the names I recognized as famous authors, so I phoned Lauren at the library. “It’s me.”

“Hi, you. Long time no see.”

“I have a list of names I want you to look at and tell me if anything comes to mind.” I took a photo of the names with my phone and instant messaged them to her. “I need a rush job on this, Lauren. It’s an emergency of sorts.”

“Okay, I got them. Let me take a look and see what I can do. What’s this about? You sound harried.”

“Good word. I am. I seem to have misplaced my girlfriend.”

“Your girlfriend? Rush is missing? Is that even possible?”

“For lack of a better word, yeah. There’s a lot more to it than that, but for now, let’s focus on the list.”

“Well, that sounds ominous.”

“It is, but I don’t have time to go into the details. I need to know what the people on that list have in common. Was it what they wrote? Were they award winners? Why would my mom have a list like that in her journal?”

“All over it. I’ll e-mail or text when I get a bead on something.”

“Thanks a bunch.” I felt bad for not telling her everything, but that wasn’t something I could do over the phone. “And please hurry.”

Nothing else jumped out at me from the journal. I began opening all of the desk drawers, looking for false bottoms or keys or something, anything that would help me figure out what the hell I was doing. So far, the desk yielded nothing, and I was beginning to think like a crazy person.

I took a deep breath and sat back with mom’s journal. I randomly picked a page to read.

I’ve been watching the children carefully. I can’t believe that Golden and the ghost seem to have made some sort of truce. The ghost never bothers her...or us. She just watches. It almost feels as if Golden has her own sitter the way the ghost stares at her from her perch at the top of the stairs

Robert wants to do some sort of seance to get her out of the house, but I refused. She’s not causing any harm. As a matter of fact, I get the feeling she likes my family and I don’t feel at all right about booting her from her home.

I quickly read through the next few entries until I found another concerning Rush.

The ghost’s name is Rushalyn Holbrook, the daughter of the contractor who renovated the house. I don’t know how she died, but I reckon she was twenty-five or six at the time. Anyway, when she finally spoke to me, it was to tell me that Golden was sicker than she had let on. When I took her temperature, it was one hundred and four. We rushed Golden to the doctor, who diagnosed her with encephalitis.

After that, Robert was not allowed to speak ill of Rushalyn. She watches Golden like a mama bear watches her cubs. When I asked her why she didn’t talk to my daughter, she simply said, “It’s not time.

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