Evil Never Dies by Ragan T.R

Author:Ragan, T.R. [Ragan, T.R.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Thomas & Mercer
Published: 2015-08-04T07:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

It was ten o’clock when Kitally tapped on Betty Ackley’s window. As she hunched down behind a bush to wait for the old lady to make it over from her bed, she noticed a yellow pill within the soil. And then a white one and a blue one. She broke off a small branch and began to dig in the dirt around the pills. There had to be at least a dozen different sizes and colors of pills, some broken, some half-dissolved in the soil.

Using the stick, she dug a hole, and then brushed all the tablets inside and smoothed the dirt over them. When she was done, she dropped the branch, looked back through the window, and tapped again.

Would Betty even remember she was coming?

In answer to her question, there was a click and then a whoosh as the window was opened from the inside.

Kitally jumped to get her upper body over the windowsill, then used her arms and legs to pull and kick the rest of the way in.

Betty shut the window and then gestured frantically, pointing under the bed and motioning without words for Kitally to get under there and make it quick.

Kitally didn’t ask questions. She got down on the ground, her body flat to the floor, and shimmied her way beneath the bed. It was a tight squeeze, but she managed.

She lay there in the dark and wondered what was going on. Betty looked downright fearful. Before Kitally could question her from her hiding place, the door opened and she heard the flick of a switch. Bright light lit up the room.

“What are you doing awake, Betty?”

“I’m having a difficult time falling asleep.”

Heels clacked against Formica tiles. Kitally heard the curtains over the window being shut tight.

“Did you take your pills?”

“Why do you ask me that every time you come in here? Of course I did.”

“No reason for you to get all worked up. Just doing my job.”

“I don’t like being treated like a child,” Betty said. “My insurance company pays a large sum of money for me to be here. I deserve to be treated with respect.”

“Of course you do. But we have rules around here. You know that. If we let every patient run around here willy-nilly, can you imagine the chaos? Nobody in this place would ever get any sleep at all. And would that be fair to your friend Cecil? Or what about poor Mrs. Potter?”

“What do you mean ‘poor’ Mrs. Potter? Did something happen to Madge?”

“Never mind.” Drawers were opened and then shut.

“What are you doing?”

“Just taking a look around.”

“Why? Stay out of my personal belongings. I’m going to report you. Do you hear me?”

The orderly marched across the room. The tension between the two women sucked the oxygen right out of the room. Kitally could see the tips of well-worn shoes beneath the bed. Then she felt the mattress press down on her back. What the hell is going on?

“Open your mouth.”

“No.”

“Do it or I’ll be forced to call Patrick to do the honors.

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