No Bones About It (Flint & Co Paranormal Investigations Book 1) by Rachel Ford

Author:Rachel Ford [Ford, Rachel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-10-19T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

The van was gone by time I got outside. I heard it screeching out of the driveway, but I reloaded and exited the house through the back anyway, cautious and ready for anything.

Without need, as it happened. There had been a team of six deployed – the six I’d seen and killed – plus a driver. Only the driver got away.

Lights were popping on all up and down our street. Cops would be here any minute, I knew.

But I wasn’t going to stick around for that. I didn’t have time to answer questions, and no one would believe what I had to say anyway.

I knew that, because I’d tried already – and the chief had suspended me for it.

No, the way forward for me was to find Nat, and prove this got back to O’Donnell. Anders would listen once I had solid proof.

What I lacked in proof, though, I now made up for with absolute confidence. It was no coincidence that O’Donnell had caught me staking his house out the night before, and tonight killers showed up at mine.

No coincidence at all.

It also explained why Anders didn’t know about it. O’Donnell hadn’t ratted me out to the chief because he’d ratted me out to Sinclair instead.

I dialed Flinty Jack as I pulled out of the drive. He didn’t have a cellphone, but I’d gotten his landline number from his website. I just hoped he’d paid that bill, so the phone wouldn’t have been disconnected along with the lights.

It started to ring, and I breathed a sigh of relief. “Pick up,” I whispered. “Pick up, Flinty Jack.”

He didn’t. I rang through to voicemail.

“Flinty Jack’s Investigation Services,” his gruff voice came on the line. “I’m not at the desk right now. Leave a message and I’ll get back to you.”

“It’s Wallace,” I said, as soon as I heard the beep that signaled I could begin. “Call me back as soon as you can. It’s urgent.”

I wasn’t worried. Not a bit of it. I assumed, though I had no direct evidence of it, that Flinty Jack had some kind of life, or second life, outside of work. So he wouldn’t be tied to his desk phone. And I hadn’t mentioned Flinty Jack to O’Donnell.

Sure, after tonight, word would get around the department, and he’d wind up hearing about it. But probably not fast enough to mobilize the Reapers.

That’s what I told myself at any event, and so I managed to ward off anything like worry. Right up until I got the next damned vision.

I was a few blocks away when it struck, going slow because the possibility of a drunk stumbling out in front of you was a real one in this part of town.

Then the panic struck, and everything went dark. I remembered to slam on my brakes just as the scene took shape.

I saw another crew swarming Flinty Jack’s office. There were half a dozen of them, like at my house, and all heavily armed. They were going room to room, looking for the skeleton.

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