Nightcrawler: A Supernatural Thriller (The Books of Jericho Book 2) by J.D. Oliva

Author:J.D. Oliva [Oliva, J.D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: African American horror books, horror, horror crime books, horror detective books, best supernatural thrillers, supernatural serial killer books
Publisher: J.D. Oliva
Published: 2019-11-25T16:00:00+00:00

XXXIII

Chris and Jamie sat with their back's against the storage locker. Chris' new accomplice—weird, after all this, he still didn't know the guy's name—basically ransacked its contents. The whole situation was weird and awkward. It didn't need to be, but it was.

Chris didn't really know how to talk to her. She was about two years younger than him and certainly attractive, which is always part of the problem. Plus, he was kind of shady about how he approached her last night. He felt terrible about that. He hated the way the reporter got to him last year. Now here he was doing the same thing. What a piece of crap.

"Got what I'm looking for," the dreadlocked assassin said, stepping out the locker.

"What did you take?" Jamie asked.

"Couple notebooks."

"That's it?"

"That's it."

Jamie's arms were still crossed over the Billikens logo on her shirt. Chris was pretty oblivious when it came to reading body language. Still, even he could tell she was trying to evaluate the situation. Jamie looked tired. She probably didn't sleep well last night. God knows he didn't, having spent the night in the cab of a truck his partner called The Green Beast.

"What are you going to do with them?"

"Read the notes your sister and I took five years ago."

"Why?"

The man in black went silent, obviously not knowing how to answer the question. Chris didn't blame him. He actually watched the thing try to burrow into Dennis Reed's ear, and he couldn't explain it.

"I don't even know where to start.."

"If you want those notes, you're gonna make the time."

"I thought you didn't want anything to do with this?" Chris finally spoke for some reason.

"Last night, I didn't. I changed my mind." Jamie bowed up and got into the assassin's face. Well, at 5'4", she more accurately bowed up to his chest, but you had to commend her guts. Maybe she'd do well in the cage. Couldn't be any worse than him.

"I couldn't sleep last night. For years I was convinced you killed my sister. I sat in Kathryn Bischoff's trial every day for five weeks, but something about it didn't make sense."

"Your sister is dead 'cause of me. I didn't stick the knife in her, but she'd be alive today if she just stepped aside and let me do my job on my own. She didn't, and instead got involved. Then she died. Not that I did anything to stop her from trying to help."

Jamie shook her head. "Not good enough. You want those notes, you tell me everything."

"You don't need to die," he said, trying to intimidate her.

"And you don't need that book." Jamie reached into her shorts pocket and pulled out her phone. "Of course, I'm sure the St. Louis Police would be very interested in having a little conversation with you."

Chris looked over to his partner. He could probably evade the SLPD as quickly as he did the Chicago Police. But with Chris being the focus of a manhunt, the last thing he wanted was Jamie to make the call.

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