The Amulet (The Midnight Eye Files) by William Meikle

Author:William Meikle
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Horror, Mystery & Detective, Occult & Supernatural, Hard-Boiled, Fiction
ISBN: 9780989260305
Publisher: Seven Realms Publishing
Published: 2013-04-15T04:00:00+00:00

5

I leaned on the doorbell for long seconds as the tone played 'Amazing Grace'-a birthday present which Doug had found gloriously tacky.

I was jumping at shadows, half expecting the beast to pounce from the shadows at any moment. I held the amulet under my jacket in my right hand, as if keeping it hidden would somehow fool the creature that was searching for it.

Doug wasn't answering. I leaned on the door and banged it hard with my fist, sending a fresh jolt of pain up my arm. If he didn't come soon I would lie down and sleep, just curl myself up in his doorway and let oblivion take me down.

Suddenly the door opened, almost propelling me down to the carpeted hall floor. I managed to steady myself in time, bringing a fresh jolt of white pain to my arm.

"God, you're a mess," Doug said as he pulled the door fully open. His hair was splattered over his forehead in long strands, and I realized, for the first time, that he was going bald. He wasn't wearing his glasses and his eyes looked wide and naked, still gummy with sleep. I had got him out of bed, but I didn't have the energy to laugh at his Mickey Mouse pajamas.

"Aye," I managed to say. "But you should see the state of the other guy."

I almost fell into his arms, and he had to grab my arm to stop me from heading once more for the floor.

"Jesus Christ, Derek-what have you got yourself into this time? I..."

His voice drifted away. I looked up to find him staring at the object I held in my right hand-the grotesque shape of the amulet.

"Is that it?" he whispered, and I heard the awe in his voice. His eyes were big and round, like a kid on Christmas morning.

"Right first time," I said. "Just get me inside and you can fondle it to your heart's content. I even promise not to get embarrassed if you get a hard on."

He put out a hand to help me and I howled as he grabbed my arm right beneath the wound.

"For fuck's sake, Doug-be careful," I managed to moan when the pain had died down enough.

Sorry," he said, looking as if he might burst into tears. I gave him my other arm and together we stumbled into his house.

I tried not to drip blood on his carpet as he led me through the hall into his small kitchen. I had a bad moment when he peeled off my coat and I thought I might pass out, but the nausea receded, and I leaned against Doug's kitchen cupboards as he helped me take off the bloody clothing.

I'd have to rethink my image. The coat was a bloody, streaked ruin, and the jacket underneath wasn't much better. There was a sharp intake of breath as Doug slowly stripped the remains of my shirt from the wound.

"Christ, Derek-I don't know where to start," he said, and there was doubt in his eyes.

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