Forbidden Highway (Peri Jean Mace Ghost Thrillers Book 5) by Catie Rhodes

Author:Catie Rhodes [Rhodes, Catie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Long Roads and Dark Ends Press
Published: 2016-07-25T06:00:00+00:00

12

The final leg of the drive out to Palmore’s Pond was on an unmarked dirt road. Branches screamed against my Nova’s paint and rocks thumped against the undercarriage. In front of me, Wade rolled to a stop.

I got out of the Nova and stared out into the darkness of woods. Gray clouds slid over the sun, scumming its light into something dim and sickly. Rainey stood beside me and made a face.

“I bet we’ll all get ticks and chiggers.” She scratched at one bare arm.

“Scratching makes it worse.” A mosquito lit on my arm, and I killed it.

Wade ignored us both, squatting next to his motorcycle and rummaging in the saddlebags. He held a semi-automatic pistol.

“You legal to carry that?” Rainey glared at him.

“You want to go in those woods without it?” Wade stuffed the pistol in the back of his pants. “Michael Gage might be out there.” He reached into his saddlebag again and drew out a machete.

“Do you know where the trail starts?” Rainey’s change of subject was the closest she’d ever come to conceding an argument.

“Your father said to drive three miles down this trail and stop. The path is on the east side of the woods.” Wade crossed the road. “This is the east side. Anybody see a trail?”

“How many years since Hooty’s even been out here?” I walked along the edge of the woods.

“Way he acted, probably thirty or more.” Rainey walked behind me. “Trail’s grown up if nobody’s been using it.”

Wade grunted and took the first step into the woods. The clouds rolled off the sun, glaring against the white sky and heating up the humid air. Wade held his cellphone in front of him. I craned to see the screen. He had it open to a compass.

“Hooty said it’s about a half mile east of the road.” He stared at my face.

I averted my gaze. After everything, I no longer knew what to say to him or how to act with him. Crazy story about his sister’s card-reading aside, Wade had been right. Us trying to be anything other than friends had ruined our friendship. After a few seconds, he turned away from me and began crashing through the brush. He swung at hanging vines hard enough to make his big knife whistle through the air. He even kicked a felled log out of the way as though it had somehow offended him.

“I see the sparkle of the sun on the water.” Wade stopped so quickly I ran into him.

His solidness knocked me backward several steps. He grabbed my arm to steady me. An electric current of desire ran up my arm, invaded my brain, and begged me to get stupid. I told it to shut the fuck up. We pushed on a few more minutes until Wade grabbed my arm and pulled me to a rough stop.

“Look down,” he said.

I did and gasped. The ground dropped off two feet from where I stood. Twenty or more feet below was the bluest water I’d ever seen in real life.

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