The Glimpsing by James L. Black & Mary Byrnes

Author:James L. Black & Mary Byrnes
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Mystery, Fiction, Suspense, Thrillers, Retail, Thriller
Publisher: James L. Black
Published: 2013-11-07T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 17 – SKEWER

Jack cradled the receiver, got out of bed, and moped out of the bedroom into the hallway, his body still racked with fatigue. He descended the staircase, noisily, the bones in his knees and feet voicing their displeasure. Downstairs, he moved into the kitchen. He wasn’t very hungry so he prepared a small meal of just two slices of toast and a glass of orange juice. Food in tow, he moved through the house and into a roomy den. He popped on a television, sat down, and began to eat. He’d finished only one slice of toast and a third of his orange juice before pushing the meal away, feeling nauseous.

At 9:45am he called Mark Pirelli to discuss Noelle Pieta. He was certain his wasn’t the only agency courting the girl, and he had no intention of losing her to one of them. He told Mark to contact Noelle’s agent and schedule an appointment for Monday at 9:00am sharp.

For the rest of the morning, Jack did little but lay on a couch gazing at the television. He watched it mindlessly, like a zombie, seeing but only loosely absorbing what he saw. Still, his exhaustion only deepened. He tried closing his eyes for long stints of time, but sleep proved frustratingly illusive.

He continued in that agitated state until mid-afternoon, when he began to soothe himself with the thought of what lie ahead, when he actually did fall asleep. He’d see Rose again, adorned in that sensuous red dress. And once more she’d become Portia. Then finally, mercifully, he’d have her.

What trailed behind that thought, however—and this much to his surprise—was a weak, but nevertheless intrusive sense of guilt. After giving it some thought, it occurred to him that for some inexplicable reason, he was reacting to his upcoming encounter with Rose as if it constituted infidelity toward Gabrielle. He tried to suppress the feeling, forcing himself to the conclusion that the prospect of having Portia should supersede anything he felt for Gabrielle, but the feeling continued to nag him just the same. He recognized that a battle was taking shape within him. He wanted Gabrielle just as much as he wanted Portia.

Jack didn’t leave the den until late afternoon. He lumbered out of the room, yawning widely, heading toward the East wing of the house. The trek seemed as if it were miles instead of mere minutes away. He complained inwardly about having made his house so big.

He arrived at a large, nostalgic-looking door with an old-fashioned white handle. A ‘QUIET PLEASE’ plaque hung from it. It was the door to his theater room. He opened it and disappeared inside.

He moved in almost complete darkness, feeling his way down a narrow passageway until it opened up into a very dark auditorium. The digital projector high on the room’s rear wall cast hazy rays onto a silver screen that was more than fifteen feet wide. He waited for his eyes to adjust, and then spotted the two staggered rows of plush, theater-style chairs.

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