Lost Souls (Book Two of The Lost Trilogy): A Paranormal Mystery by Anne Francis Scott

Author:Anne Francis Scott [Scott, Anne Francis]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Paranormal Mystery
Publisher: Anne Francis Scott
Published: 2018-03-30T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 33

“Is she here now?” Toni scanned their surroundings. The infamous Robert and a few others, along with Hannah’s group, were still playing cards. O’Grady’s checker games with his father-in-law had ceased, the latter looking a bit peaked. In the far corner, a chess game limped along with a few pawns and a couple of knights.

No shadowed blurs of movement. All human. And the crowd had thinned considerably.

“Esther’s gone off again,” Ada murmured. “She never stays long.”

O’Grady studied them now with a cop’s sharp eye. He motioned for Toni. She sighed. “Will you excuse me for a minute?”

“You’ll need to hurry. My mind tends to fail me at times. There are things I should tell you before it goes.”

“Before what goes?”

Heavy lines on the well-worn face folded into a scowl. “My mind, girl. Pay attention.”

“Sorry.” Her focus-splitting skills had gone the way of a rusty bucket. With a hole in it. She wondered if this newer, lesser version of Toni Harper intended to stick around; hoped not.

Two seconds out of her chair and the contusion in Toni’s lower back jabbed out a warning. Not now. She sidestepped with a subtle shift to stretch the muscles at the base of her spine, and met O’Grady midway across the room.

He glanced at the wisps of white hair barely visible above the back of Ada’s wheelchair. “Everything okay here?”

“Fine.” Aware of Hannah watching them, Toni sent her a brief smile. “But I think this last interview may stretch out.”

Head cocked, O’Grady folded his arms, letting the silence bounce between them. Toni squashed the urge to fidget. Finally, he nodded. “My father-in-law’s getting a little tired. Thought I’d take him back to his room. He asked me to make his apologies for leaving before you could talk to him.”

The poor man, slumped in his wheelchair, looked beyond drained. “Tell him not to worry, and to get some rest.”

O’Grady scrubbed a hand across his jaw. “Ray will have my hide if he finds out I let you out of my sight for even a second.”

“I doubt the bad guys will storm the nursing home and snatch me in the few minutes you’ll be gone.”

That one got a chuckle from him. “I’ll see you shortly.”

Toni went back to her chair. The pain around her contusion had settled into intermittent throbs, uncomfortable, but bearable. She crossed her legs at the ankles, forced herself to order a serving of patience, and waited.

The tiny woman in shocking pink kept a blank stare on the distant mountains through the window.

“Ms. Dean? Are you still with me?”

Green eyes cut to the side. “You see me sitting here, don’t you?” The old woman held up her good hand before Toni opened her mouth. “Never mind. Let me get this out while I still can.”

Feisty and bossy. Toni leaned back, pen poised.

Ada inclined her head. “I’ll begin now. Before it was sold, the farm where they found the bodies of those two men belonged to my grandson, Sam Turner. You’re a reporter, so you may already know this.

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