No Ghouls Allowed: A Ghost Hunter Mystery by Victoria Laurie

Author:Victoria Laurie
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: Fiction, Women Sleuths, Mystery & Detective
ISBN: 9780451470089
Publisher: Signet
Published: 2015-01-06T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

I left Gilley and Breslow to work out the details of Gil’s temporary employment with the sheriff’s department of Valdosta, and managed to take a quick shower (sans boyfriend), change, and be back on the front porch within twenty minutes.

Mrs. G. was in the front yard tending to her garden and looking worried. I wanted to reassure her that there was nothing to worry about, but like I said before, that woman could sniff out a lie like no one else I knew.

We drove behind Deputy Breslow to the station, where we all filled out some paperwork and were sworn in as deputies. That part was pretty cool, actually, and then Beau fished around in one of the desk drawers and came up with three badges for us. “Do we get guns?” Gilley asked.

Beau looked like he was beginning to regret his decision to put Gil on the payroll. I knew just how he felt. “No!” the deputy said. “No guns, Gilley.”

Gil pouted, but then he flashed his badge at me and said, “Deputy Gillespie, ma’am. Do you know how fast you were going?” Before I could say anything, he lit up and turned back to Breslow. “Ooooo, can we write tickets?”

I noticed a nice sheen forming on the deputy’s forehead. Served him right. He should’ve checked with me before agreeing to give Gilley a badge. Still, I felt a little sorry for him. “Gil,” I said, pulling him to the side and retrieving my cell from the pocket of my fishing vest. I’d managed to squirrel the vest away from Mrs. G. before she had a chance to bedazzle the back. “I have some research I need you to look into.”

“Oh?”

I opened up the photo tab on my cell and flipped through the photos I’d taken of the crime scene the day before to the Ouija board. “I need to know where this came from.”

Gil lifted the cell out of my hand and studied it. “That’s the coolest-looking Ouija board I’ve ever seen.”

“I thought so too until the planchette started moving on its own.”

“The Sandman?”

“Yeah. I was thinking about the board while I was out on my run, and it occurred to me that this thing had to have cost a pretty penny. I mean, look at the detail.”

Gil enlarged the image with his fingers. “It is super elaborate.”

“Exactly. So, I’m wondering if the board is responsible for the Sandman’s appearance. If I can find the origin of the board, I might be able to come up with some history about the Sandman and find a way to shut him down.”

Gil eyed me curiously. “Why don’t you just jam a spike through the board?”

I blinked. What he was saying was so obvious, and I hadn’t even thought of it. “The board is the portal,” I whispered. “Of course!”

Gil fiddled with my cell for a minute before handing it back. “I just texted the pic to my phone.

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