Silent Night, Haunted Night by Terri Garey

Author:Terri Garey [Garey, Terri]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Horror & Ghost Stories
Published: 2010-06-13T02:09:55.178000+00:00

I expected him to cal me back.

He didn’t.

I waited about ten minutes, giving myself time to calm down. I was hurt, and I didn’t understand; Joe was a smart guy, and I was baffled as to why he wasn’t as suspicious of Selene as I was. I’d told him about the night visit, I’d told him my fears and suspicions. Could he actual y be choosing not to believe me?

The thought gave me a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach.

Taking a deep breath, I cal ed his cel phone.

“This is Joe Bascombe. Please leave me a message.”

Undeterred, I hung up, then hit redial. Maybe he was just cal ing me at the same time. Yeah, that was it. The third time I got his voice mail, I knew the ugly truth; he’d turned off his phone and wasn’t going to answer.

Evidently, Joe did not appreciate being hung up on.

“Oh, come on, ” I said loudly, to no one in particular. “Is this the way it’s gonna be?”

“Are you going to stay holed up in the office al day?” Evan asked, sticking his head in the office door.

“Joe’s not taking my cal s,” I said, angry al over again. “He actual y wants me to help that horrible witch Selene speak to her dead mother. Can you believe it?”

Evan’s eyes got big, either from what I was saying or how angry I was, I wasn’t sure.

“I told him I don’t like her, I told him I don’t trust her—hel , I don’t even think her mother is dead, much less even her mother!”

Evan’s look turned to one of wary confusion, and I knew I was making little sense.

“Selene?” He came al the way into the office. “The hottie with the Furla?”

Snapping my phone shut and tossing it onto my desk, I sighed. “Yes.” There was so much I hadn’t told him. My head ached at the thought of how much I hadn’t told him.

“The one whose mother col apsed on the sidewalk?”

“Yes,” I said again, wearily.

“Her mother died?” Evan was like a dog with a bone. “You didn’t tel me that!”

“Sorry.” One-word answers seemed to be al I had in me at the moment. Why wasn’t Joe answering his phone?

A look of horror came over his face. “Oh. My. God. Do you think the old woman Butch saw in the bathroom is Selene’s mother?”

Oh, crap. I had a sinking feeling of Titanic proportions. “Maybe. Kinda.” It was al so complicated. “Possibly.”

“Then I agree with Joe,” Evan said decisively. “You have to help Selene, because you have to get that old lady out of here.”

“You don’t understand—”

“What’s to understand? I don’t want some old lady looking over my shoulder every time I need to tinkle, and neither do you.”

“We don’t even know—”

“Oh yes, we know,” he said, nodding his blond head energetical y. “Don’t you even try and pretend like we don’t know. Butch saw her, and I’ve felt uncomfortable al day long, like someone was staring at me.” He looked around, involuntarily, and it made me feel bad to see it.

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