Summoned to Thirteenth Grave by Darynda Jones

Author:Darynda Jones
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: St. Martin's Press

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Because I wasn’t quite as good at following directions as Reyes, I parked about half a block from our desired destination, a.k.a. Thaniel Just’s house. Once I realized my mistake, I seriously, and I mean seriously, considered getting back in Misery and driving the rest of the way to the house, but the walk would do me good. After one hundred years cooped up inside the vacuum of space, I needed to get out. Stretch my legs. See the world. Or well, half a block of Elm Street.

“So, this guy’s name? Thaniel Lee Just. How serial killer is that?”

Gemma tsked at me, her disappointment evident. “Charlotte Jean Davidson, you can’t decide a guy is a serial killer based on his name.”

“Gemma, he lives on Elm Street. That can’t be a coincidence.”

She crossed her arms and sat back. “I give up.”

She was so fun.

We found Thaniel’s house, a small A-frame with a half-built Harley in front and a red Ford Raptor parked in back.

I walked up to a large window and peeked inside while Reyes pulled out his phone and checked the news outlets.

“No lights on. I don’t think anyone’s home. But…”

“But what?” He walked up beside me.

“Look at that workbench.”

A workbench sat in the middle of what should have been his living room, complete with a welder, grinder, and other tools used in metalwork. He even had his own smelting pot and blacksmithing station.

“He makes his own weapons.”

“That’s it,” Reyes said, lifting his phone again. “We’re calling the police.”

I deadpanned him and went around the house to see what else I could see. “Darn it!” I yelled to the son of Satan. “He has blinds. You know, we could always just kind of hop inside.” I walked back to the front.

“I’ve done worse. But how about we give him a chance to answer for his crimes before we sentence him to death by lethal injection?”

“You seem to think there’s nothing to this.”

“Pari saw him one time and made an assumption.”

“Yeah, but Pari’s assumptions are pretty dead-on.”

“Like the time she told you one of her clients was going to rob a bank and you showed up to stop him with your uncle and twenty cops in tow only to find out he was the janitor? And that he was going to mop the bank, not rob it? Like that time?”

“That was completely different. She misunderstood him. This guy has dozens of names carved into his body.”

“And I have the map to the gates of hell on mine.”

I crossed my arms and sat on the half-built Harley. “All right, what gives, Farrow? You sure are going to a lot of trouble to defend this guy.”

“I’ve been there, in his shoes. People judge you before they get to know you, and maybe no matter how bad what you did sounds on the surface, you still did it for the right reasons.”

“Are we talking about Thaniel? Because I’m not sure there is ever a right reason to serial kill.”

He tilted his head in a noncommittal gesture.

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