Good, Bad and Pure Evil: Anglesey Mysteries (The Anglesey Mysteries Book 1) by Conrad Jones

Author:Conrad Jones [Jones, Conrad]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Red Dragon Books
Published: 2020-12-05T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 32

Pickford’s emporium was a few hundred metres from Bangor station, situated on the bend at the end of the high street. The shop was situated on the ground floor of a three-storey Victorian terrace. It would have been a busy row of shops in prime position fifty-years ago. The terrace looked rundown and dated, and the only people passing were on the way to catch a train. All the big brand stores were ten minutes away, closer to the cathedral. Window shoppers didn’t venture that far from the centre. There was a Chinese restaurant with dirty net curtains and a weather-beaten menu board. It looked like the type of restaurant where you wipe your feet on the way out. A fancy-dress shop displayed the most unconvincing costumes Kim had never seen, and a cobbler was trying to survive, repairing things in a throwaway society. Next door was a greasy spoon café, which advertised a belly-buster breakfast and a pint of tea for £4.99. The window was steamed up with condensation and the smell of bacon tainted the air. The café was the only business open. The rest were closed by COVID-19.

Kim peered through the window. The shop was in darkness. The emporium was a mixture of museum and charity shop. Beyond the glass, a mannequin wearing a polka dot dress from decades ago was sitting in a red velvet armchair and dominated the window display. There was a red feather boa draped around the neck and a long cigarette holder balanced between plastic fingers. A shiny black bob framed its moulded features. The eyes were wide and seemed to look back at her. The ebony coffee table next to it was inlaid with quartz to make a chessboard. A set featuring characters from Roman mythology lined up against each other, ready to do battle. She recognised Zeus, Apollo, and Cupid and the goddess Hera was the queen. The display was chaotic but littered with interesting items. Inside, the left wall displayed guitars and violins of every shape and size, acoustic, electric, and hybrids. On the right were ornamental swords, spears, axes, and an array of martial arts weapons. The back wall was covered with muskets, duelling pistols, and militaria of all sorts. Some were antiques, others purely decorative. A Thompson machinegun was fastened above the doorframe which appeared to lead to a storeroom at the rear. There was a no entry sign on the door. Kim was intrigued. A row of Welsh dressers carried a myriad of vases, tea sets, and porcelain statuettes. Some of it was probably worth something, the rest cheap imitations worth nothing.

‘Is there anyone home?’ Richard asked, pressing his nose to the glass.

‘Just us ghosts,’ Kim said.

‘What?’ Richard asked, confused. Kim smiled and shook her head. ‘Can you see anyone?’

‘Nope. The lights are off in the shop, but I can see lights on at the back,’ Kim said. ‘Have you tried the bell?’

‘I have. No reply,’ Richard said. ‘Shall we have a look around the back?’

‘Yes.

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