Last Ghost at Gettysburg by Paul Ferrante

Author:Paul Ferrante
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: murder, mystery, death, ghost, summer, soldier, gettysburg, cavalier, paul ferrante
Publisher: Melange Books LLC

Chapter Twenty-Four

“This is some amazing goulash,” said Bortnicker as he crammed a forkful of dripping noodles into his mouth. “All that digging out back has made me ravenous.”

“Yeah. Great eats, Aunt Terri,” agreed T.J.

“You boys worked hard out there,” said Terri, “so eat as much as your heart desires.”

“Pass the rolls, please,” said Mike, eyeing the teens. He cleared his throat. “So, you guys do anything exciting today? Besides digging in the yard, that is.”

All three simultaneously stopped chewing. LouAnne, trying desperately not to be caught in a lie, ventured, “Um, Daddy, we were at the museum today, doing a little research.”

“Really? On what?” said Darcy, nonchalantly twirling some egg noodles on his fork.

“Well,” volunteered Bortnicker, “I’ve always been kinda fascinated by the role of cavalry in the Civil War, and since Jeb Stuart is blamed a lot for losing the battle, we were, you know, looking into that angle.”

“Uh-huh. Any names in particular jump out at you?”

All three stared at their dinner plates.

“Would somebody please tell me what’s going on?” said Terri.

“Shall I begin?” said Mike. “We’ve got a situation here that I believe involves these kids. One where everyone involved is guilty of not sharing information. Am I right so far?”

Silence fell over the table like a damp cloud. The Darcys’ grandfather clock ticked in the living room.

Mike sighed impatiently. “T.J.? Bortnicker? If I don’t start getting some answers you two coconuts are going to be on the next bus to Connecticut.”

Bortnicker was about to open his mouth when LouAnne cut in. “Daddy? What did you mean exactly when you said everyone involved was guilty? Does that mean you’re included?”

Terri looked at her husband. “Mike, I’m still in the dark here. What is this all about?”

Darcy ran his hand over his face, searching for the words. “All right. Starting a month or so ago, there have been some shootings in the Battlefield Park.”

“Shootings?” Terri gasped in horror.

“Yeah. First there were a couple kids from the college who were drinking in the cemetery late at night. Then there was this relic hunter who, again, was on the battlefield illegally in the early morning hours.

“Both victims were killed with a Civil War era pistol, similar to the one I have. Then there was—”

“Weinstein,” cut in T.J.

“Who’s he?” said Aunt Terri.

“This guy from the T.V. show Gonzo Ghost Chasers. He almost became victim number three, but apparently the shooter’s gun jammed.”

“And who told you this?” said Mike.

“Weinstein was staying at the Charney Inn, Daddy,” explained LouAnne. “One night he got really bombed and told T.J. and me all about it.”

“So that’s how you got involved in this?”

“Yes, Mr. Darcy,” said Bortnicker. “That’s when T.J. asked me to come down, because I’m pretty good on Civil War history.”

“So, how did that lead you to Major Crosby Hilliard?” said Mike.

LouAnne frowned. “Well, er, Dr. Landon...”

“That’s what I figured. Now answer my question. How do you know the name of the horseman?”

“Horseman?” said Aunt Terri. “This guy has a horse?”

“He’s a Confederate cavalryman, Mom,” said LouAnne.

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