Mesmeris by K E Coles

Author:K E Coles
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, azw3
Publisher: White Glove
Published: 2014-08-25T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINETEEN

We ran across the gravel and turned right down the road. Jack pulled me along so fast I had trouble staying upright. He stopped near the promenade and crouched down beside a car. I leaned forwards, tried to get air back into my lungs. And then it happened. It started as a tremor and a stifled warble at the back of my throat and then, like vomit, it spewed out, unstoppable - a scream that went on and on.

Jack jumped to his feet. ‘Stop it! Shut up. You’ll have the police on us.’

But I couldn’t shut up. I stamped my feet, waved my arms, wordlessly pleading with him to do something, to help me. He grabbed me tightly, told me it was okay and I screamed even more. A few people turned to look. Some hurried away but a group of lads stood watching, even laughed, as if we were some kind of street theatre. Then Jack slapped me, just like in a film, right across the face and one of the lads cheered. Jack bundled me into the car. He did my seatbelt up, got in the driver’s side without saying a word, started the engine and pulled out into the road like an idiot, like a boy racer, squealing tyres, the lot. The group of lads scattered out of his way as he skidded past them.

Once we reached the outskirts of the town, he slowed down a little and looked over. ‘You okay now?’

‘Yes,’ I said. ‘Thank you. I couldn’t . . .’

‘I know,’ he said.

‘Can we call the police?’

‘No.’

‘Please – I’m frightened.’ Tears ran down my cheeks. ‘Jack.’

He pulled off the road and stopped the car. He took my face in his hands. ‘Listen, the police are in with them.’

I tried to shake my head but he held it fast.

‘The guy on the sofa with the underage girl?’

I tried to think.

‘Blue dress – what there was of it?’

I nodded.

‘Chief commissioner.’ He sat back in his seat. ‘Papa has them all, all the high-rankers. It’s what Papa does. Finds out their ‘predilections’ as he calls them, gives them what they want, records it, films it.’

‘We could tell my uncle. He’s a detective. He’s not corrupt.’

‘You want him dead?’

I shook my head.

He drove fast but not fast enough for me. I wanted to fly home, forget it all, but I just couldn’t get Dyl’s terrified face out of my head.

‘Why were the kids there?’ I said.

‘I don’t know.’ He glanced over, sighed. ‘I really don’t know. That wasn’t a normal sabbat.’ He shrugged.

‘They gave them drugs,’ I said. ‘Lots of stuff – for nothing. Why would they do that?’

He didn’t answer, but I didn’t like the way his eyelids lowered, the way his mouth tightened.

‘Those kids are like me,’ I said. ‘It could be me in there – me and my friends.’

‘No, it couldn’t. You don’t do drugs.’

‘And that makes it all right?’

His knuckles turned white as he gripped the steering wheel. That nerve twitched in his jaw. ‘Makes what all right? You don’t even know what’s going on.

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