Roux, Madeleine - Asylum 03 - Catacomb by Roux Madeleine

Author:Roux, Madeleine
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2015-07-21T04:00:00+00:00

“And just what are we supposed to do with that thrilling bit of information?” Jordan demanded, tearing his eyes away from the phone and the messages. “Who is he talking about, ‘they’?”

“I told you,” Oliver said, tugging the phone out of Dan’s grasp. “The people Micah and I got mixed up with were evil. When you’re involved with them, it’s for life. And beyond, it looks like.” He sat back down, puzzling over his own words while chewing his lower lip.

“And do you think these messages are really coming from Micah’s ghost or spirit or whatever?”

Oliver nodded.

Jordan had started to pace. Now he grabbed Dan’s unfinished coffee and started to drink it. “We saw Micah die. In New Hampshire. Whatever shenanigans you two got up to here in high school have nothing to do with it.”

“Maybe not,” Abby reasoned, “but remains are usually returned to a family for burial. If Micah didn’t have any family up there to take them, then maybe they ended up back in Shreveport. Or . . . or, well, in a place that he doesn’t like. As a dead person. God, I can’t believe I just said that aloud.”

That drew a chuckle from Sabrina. “I’m inclined to think it’s BS, too,” she said, cocking her hip to one side. “But I can’t deny sixty-three messages from a dead kid on Ollie’s phone.”

“Is there any way to get in touch with your former employer? The Artificer, you called him? I know that was years ago.” Dan joined Oliver on the bench, resting his elbows on his knees. He had taken the photo of his parents back from Jordan, and he smoothed it carefully.

Oliver thought about this for a moment. “I’ve tried calling the number we used,” he said. “It’s been disconnected for a long time. If there was anything online or another number, I don’t know about it. Micah was the one who set it all up.”

“There was a drop spot, though,” Sabrina said. Her bright, hazel-green eyes widened, catching the sun as she added excitedly, “A mailbox, yeah? You told me you two would use some mailbox in the middle of damn nowhere to communicate.”

“Not really ‘communicate.’ We did get our assignments there when we were first starting out, and they’d always come with instructions for where to leave what we found. I suppose it’s something,” Oliver said. He didn’t mimic her enthusiasm. “Long shot, if you ask me.”

“Better than nothing.” Dan shrugged and stood, watching Jordan chug the last of his coffee. “So how do we do this? Where’s the mailbox?”

“It’s on Roman, but it’s a drive. We’ll have to take my car.”

“That’s fine. Let’s go,” Dan replied.

“Can’t, not now—gotta get back to the shop before I lose a full day of business. But we can head over after closing. If things are slow I’ll shut the place down early.”

“Of freaking course it has to be at night.” Jordan rolled his eyes. “Why don’t you just give us the address and we can go now? You know, streamline the process a little.

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