Spirelli Paranormal Investigations Box Set by Kate Baray

Author:Kate Baray [Baray, Kate]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: urban fantasy, paranormal mystery, contemporary fantasy, paranormal fantasy, private investigator
Publisher: Kate Baray
Published: 2016-05-18T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIX

Jack gave Marin’s ass a firm push. He’d given her a leg up over the fence, but she’d looked about ready to drop back down. Once she’d cleared the fence, he clambered over behind her and saw why she’d hesitated. A stout rose bush, thorns included, was just on the other side. He shimmied several feet down the fence then hopped off.

Thankfully, Louisiana in the summer meant all the houses in this little neighborhood were locked up tight with the curtains pulled and air-conditioning units running full blast. So with only a little luck, no nosy neighbors to stumble on them. And Conrad’s house only had lights on upstairs. Jack could just make out the faint outline of yellow in one room where the light leaked through the corners of the curtains.

“Thanks,” Marin whispered in Jack’s ear when he reached her.

Jack shrugged and motioned to the back door. As he watched, Marin approached the door and disappeared. He squinted in the dark. He thought the weird steam-breath was creepy. Marin disappearing into nothing made the hairs on the back of his neck rise. Before he could go completely mental, Marin quietly opened the back door and motioned him inside. He’d have to figure out why walking through a door was freakier than walking through a ward—but his brain had decided that it absolutely was.

Once inside, he could hear the low hum of a television in the background. Just enough noise to mask any small noises he and Marin might make.

Or not.

Because Conrad was headed down the stairs. Jack could hear him. Conrad wasn’t making any attempt to move quietly; the guy was whistling.

Had they tripped a ward unknowingly? Or an armed security system that neither he nor Marin had spotted?

They both moved to the back of the room and to the side, the spot least visible to a person descending the stairs. Jack reluctantly drew his gun. They needed to avoid the sound of gunfire if their original accidental house fire plan was going to work. But he also liked breathing.

Jack pointed at Marin. She was their only silent option at this point. Jack just had to make sure he didn’t hit her if that plan failed, because he’d be poorly placed for a clean shot.

And then there he was: their very own ninja memory assassin. A slightly receding hairline, soft in the middle, average height. Conrad looked like he worked behind a desk all day. He looked like that guy, Bob, the one who grills burgers for the block party and waves at passersby when he’s working in the yard. He looked like everyman and no one in particular.

While he’d been cataloguing Conrad’s appearance, Jack’s gun had slowly lowered and the muzzle now pointed at the ground. He didn’t remember deciding to lower it.

Marin approached Conrad, but slowly. That wasn’t the plan. Jack knew it, but he wasn’t really concerned about it.

As Marin slowly closed the distance between her and Conrad, she said, “Jack. Why do I not want to smash this walking piece of excrement’s face in?”

Marin sounded curious.

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