The Case of the Hidden Daemon by Lucy Banks

Author:Lucy Banks
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Detectives, Ghosts, Daemon, Demon, Spirits, Spiritualism, Paranormal, Supernatural
Publisher: Amberjack Publishing
Published: 2019-10-31T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10: The Stake Out

“Now, this is what I refer to as magnificent English weather,” Ian Kingdom-Green declared the following morning, without a hint of irony whatsoever. Kester followed the sweep of his hand as he gestured out to the promenade, which was already dusted with a thin carpet of snow. I’d be so much happier if I was back in bed, he thought and shivered, wishing he’d remembered to bring his proper winter coat. The sky was dun-white and clearly laden with more snow to deposit on them later in the day.

Luke beamed out at the sea and ran his finger along the top of the nearest bench, removing a line of frost as he did so. “This is incredible,” he exclaimed with an expression not dissimilar to a child opening its stocking at Christmas. “I ain’t never seen snow. It’s like a picture postcard or something.”

Cardigan Cummings stamped his feet reflectively on the pavement and tugged his scarf more tightly around his neck. “It’s a little brisk for my liking,” he commented, then pointed down the street. “But enough about the weather. Shall we head on?”

Kester looked wistfully at the hotel entrance, thinking back to the steaming full English breakfast that he’d enjoyed just half an hour ago. Already, he missed the warmth of the hotel restaurant, not to mention the cosy comfort of his duvet. “Don’t we need to wait for this other person to arrive? The special visitor?” he asked, peering around for signs of anyone else about to join them. The seafront was deserted apart from a couple of elderly women who were walking gingerly along the road, clutching onto one another for dear life.

Cardigan smiled and cast a glance at Ian. “Do you think we should tell him yet?” he said.

Ian looked at Kester and shook his head. “His father asked us not to, remember?”

“Hang on a minute,” Kester said with instant panic and suspicion. “What do you mean? What has Dad been up to now?”

Cardigan let out a booming laugh, which startled the nearby pigeons, who were contently pecking around by the bottom of the bench. “Oh Kester, I am sorry about all of this. I normally hate trickery, but I think Dr Ribero wanted to inject a bit of fun into the proceedings.”

“You mean he wanted to poke fun at me,” Kester replied darkly. He knew what his father was like.

Ian patted his shoulder comfortingly. “Let’s go and meet them, shall we? Put you out of your misery.” He led the way, a gallant knight venturing into the unknown. Kester skulked onwards, thinking all sorts of uncharitable thoughts about Ribero.

“The Thelemite lodge isn’t too far,” Cardigan said in a low voice as they rounded the corner and started to climb the hill. “It’s just a bit further inland, past the museum.”

“What’s the plan for today, then?” Luke asked. The first flakes of fresh snow started to drift aimlessly in the air around their heads like dancing, white fireflies.

“The stake-out van is already in position,” Ian said.

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