The Case of the Green-Dressed Ghost by Lucy Banks

Author:Lucy Banks
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Ghosts, Supernatural, Fathers and sons, Private Investigators, Mystery, Detective stories, Exeter, Occult, Supernatural
ISBN: 9781944995126
Publisher: Amberjack Publishing
Published: 2017-03-06T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10: The Observation

Pamela pulled up outside the house just as the first raindrops started to fall. The handbrake shrieked, cutting through the quiet. Kester watched with dismay as the rain pebbled against the windscreen, leaving water trails down the dirty glass. He peered out the window at Isabelle Diderot’s front door. It appeared even more grim than before—a black, forbidding entrance that had more in common with a gothic castle than a Georgian-style property.

“Do you think the weather’s a sign?” he said with a high-pitched giggle, which he hastily smoothed into a cough, hoping Pamela wouldn’t notice.

Pamela laughed, pulling the door open. “Oh dear me, no. When you get to my age, you give up on fanciful notions like that. It’s just a bit of rain, that’s all. It might actually be a blessing, take the temperature down a little bit.”

A vague, grumbling sound in the distance indicated that thunder was on its way. Kester frowned, opening the car door reluctantly. Could the weather make it any more like a horror film? he thought to himself, eyeing the darkening sky. The clouds glowered overhead, tumbling across the piercing moon.

“Excellent night for ghost hunting, isn’t it?”

Mike’s strident voice snapped Kester out of his daydream, and he turned, wincing. “I was just thinking the same thing,” he said, as the rain began to fall more heavily. He noted the kitbag by Mike’s side, bulging with equipment, and gulped. What the hell has he got in there?

Dr Ribero, Miss Wellbeloved, and Serena emerged from behind the van. Miss Wellbeloved was clutching a tin, which he presumed contained a cake. He brightened, hoping it was something tasty like chocolate cake, and not something healthy which contained hemp or seeds.

“Right,” announced Dr Ribero, shaking the rain off his luxuriant hair and holding aloft a key. “Let us proceed. Mrs Diderot has now vacated the house, so we shall be quite alone.”

“Let’s do this!” Mike shouted, pumping his hand in mock salute. “If we don’t bag us a Green Lady ghost by sunrise, I’ll eat my cap.”

“We better had,” Serena grumbled as they walked to the door. “I had to cancel a hot date tonight.”

“Oh, was it with that nice young man again?” Pamela asked, stepping into the house, then shaking herself off like a sheepdog after a bath.

“If you mean Gideon, yes it was.”

Kester followed reluctantly. There were no lights on, and the long hallway, complete with its clinical black and white floor tiles, looked eerily like the entrance to a mental asylum. To his disappointment, things didn’t improve when Pamela switched on the lamp. The orange bulb cast an insipid glow, casting long shadows across the walls.

“Oh, you’re not still seeing Gideon, are you?” Mike sneered. “Honestly, his name alone should speak volumes about what he’s like. Over-privileged toff.”

Serena folded her arms. “For Christ’s sake, Mike. He went to a state school.”

“Yeah, that’s what he says,” Mike retorted, dumping the bag. “But let’s face it, no kid called Gideon ever went to a state school ever.

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