The Darkness of Sable by Faith Bicknell

Author:Faith Bicknell [Bicknell, Faith]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: FaiBana Books
Published: 2019-01-03T22:00:00+00:00

Darkness settled over the ocean and crept into the city streets. Fingers of red, gold, and orange bled from the horizon and throughout the sky. Cars turned on their headlights. At a stoplight, a sports car pulled up next to the limo, its purple ground effect lights spilling violet illumination across the asphalt. The ethereal hue backwashed the limousine’s windows.

What if I get to The Threshold and the lounge isn’t there? How will I find it? Despite the fact that a storage warehouse had been in the club’s place today, somehow Sable sensed the nightclub would be there now. A mystical bar that only appeared after dark? A soft giggle passed her lips. Now I am thinking insane thoughts.

Minutes later, the driver maneuvered the car up to the curb. The divider window rolled down.

“Ma’am?” the chauffeur called. “Are you sure this is the correct address? This looks like a bad part of town for a lady to go.”

Sable glanced around. There, across the street, was the same vacant parking lot. A Corvette turned into it, and a couple got out. The man pointed something at it, and the lights flashed twice. Arm in arm with his lady companion, he escorted her across the street to the corner and up the sidewalk to a staircase leading down. On the wall at the top of the stairs, something glowed and glittered. Sable smiled. There was the odd symbol of the figure eight and the lily.

Relieved, she said, “It’s okay. Just park over there. That couple is going to the same nightclub. I’ll let myself out, thanks.” She opened the door and got out of the limo.

The car slowly pulled away and parked in the lot.

She stood on the sidewalk, watching, listening. She caught the faint boom of bass from The Threshold, the sound vibrating the air. The last purple traces of the sunset faded from the sky. Stars winked feebly as they awaited true darkness. A brisk wind swept directly inland from the Gulf of Mexico, the aroma of seawater and fish almost overwhelming.

Up the street, a car horn blared, and another higher, shorter blast answered. Laughter drifted to Sable. She looked down the opposite end of the avenue. Several couples dressed for a Friday night out strolled steadily her way.

With her senses attuned to everything around her, Sable walked toward the dark stairwell that led to the bar. At the curb, the neon pink and bright orange trashcan overflowed with garbage. Once again, a bag lady sorted through it. The old woman found aluminum cans and tossed them into her shopping cart waiting next to her on the walk.

“Excuse me,” Sable said. “Are you the same woman who…?”

The woman turned to her, but Sable quickly realized she wasn’t the squatter who had begged for change.

“Eh?” the woman said in a scratchy voice. “Whaddya want?” She appeared to be about fifty, her face scarred, and one eye covered in a cloudy film.

“Sorry. I thought you were someone else.” Sable moved hastily away.

She paused at the symbol stenciled on the brick wall and smoothed her hand over it.

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