Psycho (and Psychic) Games (The SDF Paranormal Mysteries Book 2) by Gibbons Amie

Author:Gibbons, Amie [Gibbons, Amie]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Gremlin Publishing
Published: 2017-03-25T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter fourteen

“No.” Grant’s voice drifted to me in the darkness, pushing back the night. “I should have been there.”

A loud crash and a grunt helped sharpen the world, bringing outlines from the dark.

“How did he get in?” a male voice that certainly didn’t belong there asked.

What was my daddy doin’ here?

“Magic,” another said. Quil?

The world came on slowly, bit by bit, like someone was drawing it.

A couch came into view.

Took me a second to realize it was mine.

Where was Pyro? He almost always slept on the couch.

Mama and Daddy were on the couch, Mama bent with her face in her hands and Daddy sitting ramrod straight, face hard. Dan sat on the recliner next to it, leaning forward with his hands clenched.

The picture expanded to my full living room and Grant and Quil were standing, Quil on the other side of the couch and Grant by the entertainment center, shaking out his hand.

Next to a hole in the wall.

Was that sound Grant punching holes in my walls!

“And your agent Kowalski is okay?” Daddy asked, voice as hard as his face.

“Yes,” Grant said. “Still unconscious. Chloroform by the smell.”

Daddy looked… unkempt, like he’d rolled outta bed and ran out the door. His jeans and polo top were rumpled, he had scruff like he’d forgotten to shave, and his silver hair stuck up in front, doing the same wahoo thing mine did the one time I cut it short.

I’d never seen Daddy all disheveled outside the house.

Mama’s short dyed blond curls were all over the place and she was in pajamas, but she always said writer trumped Southern when it came to makin’ sure she looked like a neat and tidy lady on the streets.

She’d ran to the grocery store in her nightgown more than once when Daddy was at work and she was in the middle of a book.

“When my man got here, Kowalski was out on the mattress with that rug over him,” Grant said, nodding to Quil.

Quil pat the tall speaker next to him.

No, he was patting a folded-up Pyro on top of the speaker!

At least my baby was okay, but he was gonna be all crampy when he woke up if they left him like that.

I cleared my throat, trying to tell Quil to unfold him.

Nothing came out.

“And who are you?” Daddy asked, staring at Quil.

“Aquila Marius,” Quil said, holding his hand out. “Quil.”

Daddy took his hand, staring him down, and I gulped.

I wasn’t exactly ready for him to meet the parents.

“Ariana’s boyfriend,” Daddy said. It wasn’t a question.

Mama finally looked up, her round face splotchy and streaked with tears.

No. Why was Mama crying? Whoever made my mama cry was gonna get a thumpin’.

She held out her hand and Quil turned it over, bowing over it.

“Why are you here?” Daddy asked. “FBI doesn’t usually call the boyfriend for missing persons.”

“He showed up soon after my agent,” Grant said.

Quil sat next to Mama on the couch. “What has Ariana told you about me?”

Mama glanced at Grant.

“He knows,” Quil said. “And I’m assuming by that, that you do.

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