The Bishop's Legacy (World of Shadows Book 3) by Lincoln Cole

Author:Lincoln Cole [Cole, Lincoln]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-01-29T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

“Jeremy isn’t coming back,” Arthur said, laying his head back on the headrest of his rental car and frowning. He was exhausted and cold from staying up all night in the car. They couldn’t run the engine, and the blankets they had taken from the hotel room to keep them warm weren’t enough to fight off the chill overnight.

Niccolo nodded from the passenger seat beside him and let out a sigh. “I didn’t expect they would. Do you think they saw us?”

“I’m assuming they spotted us yesterday when we first got here. Or, they must have had someone watching the place to warn them not to return.”

“What do we do now?”

Arthur wasn’t completely sure. Mitchell had given them this location, and it had panned out perfectly. The children had been here, and the little girl might have been living here for several days or weeks. Maybe months even, just like Mitchell had said.

The stakeout hadn’t panned out. They had been so close to catching Jeremy and yet now it was just another dead end. That’s how it went sometimes, Arthur knew. They would get another chance to catch him, they just had to hope it didn’t come too late.

“Let’s completely search the place,” Arthur said, finally. “Might find a clue we missed or somewhere we should go next.”

They climbed out of the car and headed over to the broken service station across the street. Arthur had parked out of sight the previous day when they arrived, but it was impossible to hide it completely and still see the building.

They had staked the building out over the long night, and it had been miserable. Desiree had opted not to come with them out here, which turned out to have been the better choice. She was in her hotel bed, nice and toasty, while they were freezing in the car.

To his credit, Niccolo hadn’t complained about how cold it got in the car, but he did fall asleep a couple of times.

The pumps had been torn out years earlier and the fuel reservoir filled with cement. This place was waiting for a demolition crew that was never coming. At least not until gentrification or some other external force made the land worthwhile.

The smell of rot, and of human flesh rotting in the heat, wafted out of the interior and overwhelmed his senses as they walked up to the door.

Niccolo gagged next to him. “What is that?”

“You should wait out here.”

“Why, what is it?”

“More death.”

Niccolo pursed his lips, but he didn’t take Arthur’s advice. He followed into the room behind Arthur, and into the carnage and devastation of the rundown gas station.

Three bodies were lying on the floor, each in various stages of dismemberment. It hadn’t been long since they had been killed, around the same time as what happened in the church by Arthur’s estimation. The cuts weren’t precise; they were made by an unpracticed hand.

“Who are they?” Niccolo breathed.

“Hard to tell,” Arthur said. “Vagabonds, maybe.”

“Why kill them? Do you think they stumbled onto the place looking for somewhere to get out of the cold?”

“Possibly.

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