Glass Castles (The Resurrectionists Book 1) by Kelley York

Author:Kelley York [York, Kelley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sleepy Fox Studio
Published: 2023-05-31T23:00:00+00:00

Sixteen

Work remained steady. Throughout the month of November, as the weather went from chilled but bearable to freezing, Lucas piled into the wagon with Barker and Pendleton and delivered bodies to Mr Glass. During that time, Lucas squirrelled away whatever money he could, cautioned by Barker that, once summer hit, work would slow because it was harder to find fresh bodies before the heat got to them.

Barker also, after dropping off Pendleton first after a job one night, asked Lucas if he wanted in on more work.

Lucas startled. “For your other employers, you mean?”

Barker shrugged. “Got room for another set of hands, is all. Don’t feel obligated.”

He chewed at his lip. More money was always good. Glass paid well, but it wasn’t like Lucas was living in luxury or anything. “Why me? Why not Pendleton?”

“Why would it need to be Pendleton?”

“Dunno. You two have been workin’ together awhile, haven’t you?”

“Yeah, but we don’t get on that great, and he threw a fit when he found out I wasn’t letting him in on this to begin with. Got no room in my life for petulant children.”

Things had seemed a little tense between the pair since that revelation. If Pendleton found out Lucas was in on the other work too, would it make matters worse?

But money was money, so, after a moment— “Yeah, all right. If you need me.”

Barker came for him three days later with two men Lucas didn’t know. He doubted they were of the same sort he, Barker, and Pendleton were, and they came across as gruff and unapproachable, more the types of people Lucas would have imagined would be resurrectionists. He didn’t speak to them overmuch, preferring to keep close to Barker’s side as though his companion’s shadow would make him invisible.

They went on three raids over the next week, and although the buyers weren’t nearly so gracious with their money as Glass, it was still something for Lucas to save away. On the second week, when Barker pulled up to the appointed cemetery, they paused, noting immediately the wagon that was parked just outside the front gates.

“Someone’s beaten us here,” said Deacon, a burly middle-aged man with thinning hair.

“Could’ve been put there as a means of scarin’ us off,” said Fitch, the other man, who spoke with a thick Welsh accent.

Barker let out a long breath that puffed in front of his face in the cold. “Not likely. Told you, security has been gettin’ tight.”

“So, now what?” Fitch growled.

“We come back another night.”

“Are you fuckin’ kidding me?” Deacon slammed his shovel down into the back of the wagon. “I got rent to pay and a family to feed, Barker. You ought to be staking these places out better!”

Lucas glanced at Barker, whose face remained a blank slate. He’d seemed off-kilter all night, slower to respond, as though walking in a fog, but his steadfastness, his inability to be flustered even when things did not go as planned, was a character trait Lucas had come to admire. “I said what I said, mate.

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