Ghouls Just Haunt to Have Fun by Victoria Laurie

Author:Victoria Laurie
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Ghost, Ghost stories, Mystery & Detective, Humorous, M. J. (Fictitious character), General, Holliday, Detective and mystery stories, Mystery fiction, Large type books, Fiction, Psychics
ISBN: 9780451226303
Publisher: Penguin Group USA
Published: 2009-03-03T10:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

“I think it’s time we considered going back to Boston,” Steven said reasonably. “This is too dangerous now. We should leave the police to solve this and not be like sitting geese.”

I looked to Gilley, who was pumping his head up and down vigorously. “I agree,” he said. “They don’t pay us to put our lives on the line. Let’s get the freak outta here, M.J.!”

“Hey, now,” I said reasonably. “Let’s not panic and bolt. If that knife is still somewhere in this hotel, lives could be at stake.”

“Yes,” agreed Gilley. “Ours! This is too much for us; we’re in way over our heads. I say we get the heck out while we can, and leave this one to the police.”

I stared at him and Steven for a long moment, weighing what they were telling me, but my conscience was having a tough time of it. “I don’t know, Gil,” I said. “I almost think we have an obligation to try.”

“Obligation?” He gasped. “Are you kidding me, M.J.? When did you take some sort of public vow to hunt down dangerous poltergeists who could very well carve you up for dinner?”

“But that’s the point, isn’t it?” I threw back at him. “If someone like me is going to have a tough time with that thing, can you imagine some poor innocent encountering it?”

“Some poor innocent already did,” said Steven, eyeing the ladies’ room. “And she died. M.J., this is too big for even you. I think we should leave.”

“Heath?” I asked, my voice a little pleading. “What do you think?”

Heath sighed and took his time replying. “I think Gilley’s right,” he said, and my eyes widened. I had expected him to take my side. “This is some heavy shit, and I’d prefer to duck out and leave it behind. Plus, we don’t know for certain the knife and the demon are even still here. For all we know, the person responsible could have taken the knife and fled the area.”

“Or,” said Gilley ominously, “they could still be here . . . and watching us.”

There was a long, tense moment of silence before all eyes seemed to fall on me, and I felt the weight of the responsibility. Before making up my mind I looked again at Heath, knowing I couldn’t possibly attempt to take on a demon hunt without his help. But I didn’t want to give up. These people needed us, and we were the only experts capable of helping. If the police did catch Tracy’s killer—the person carrying the portal key—what then? How could a gun or a badge stop a demon?

I was about to argue the point when I heard a voice behind me say, “Pardon my interruption, but might I have a word with you two?”

I turned to face a tall, elegantly dressed older gentleman wearing a three-piece suit and a beautiful silk tie and carrying a walking cane with a silver handle. “With me?” I asked him, wondering if we’d ever met before.

“You and the young man on the couch,” he replied, indicating Heath.

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