The Haunting of Lockton (Ivy Grove Book 3) by Jaclyn Osborn

Author:Jaclyn Osborn [Osborn, Jaclyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-03-06T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Skyler

“Okay, this is from the first night of investigation.” I sat beside Paxton on the couch while Julian sat in the armchair, our laptops in front of us on the coffee table. “You already listened to the EVP recording of the voices saying their names and stuff. This is after that when we were in the corridor.”

Paxton stared at the laptop. “From when you and I were talking?”

“Yep. Jules was down the hall in one of the rooms.” I selected the voice clip and highlighted the section I wanted to play. “The recorder was still on.”

Julian shifted awkwardly in the chair. “When you two were talking about me.”

I gave him what I hoped was an apologetic smile. He’d been kind of upset when he’d heard that part of the recording. Not because I’d told Paxton about his gift but because he had learned I was still having nightmares about my guilt over it.

After increasing the volume by several notches, I played the clip.

“Can’t say I’ve had many people flirt with me before,” Paxton said on the recording.

The Paxton beside me cringed, probably a combination of hearing his own voice and having Julian listening to our intended private conversation. I rested my hand on his leg and gently squeezed.

“Then consider me flirting,” came my response.

“Right here.” I nodded to the laptop.

“Sneaking out again,” a deep voice rumbled amidst the static.

“I…” Paxton paused on the recording. The memory of why filled my memory. He had lowered his face to mine, his lips so damn close, our breaths mingling. “I might not mind it.”

“And right here,” I said.

“Back in your rooms,” the same deep voice growled.

I stopped the clip. “The door down the corridor slammed after that.”

“We actually got it on camera.” Julian pulled up the video and showed Paxton. Clear as day, the door slammed on its own.

“Awesome, right?” I asked.

“The ghost thought we were patients sneaking out of our rooms,” Paxton said. “Wow.”

“Notice how the voice said again,” Julian noted. “If it’s a residual haunting, where the ghost follows the same path from when they were alive, then he could’ve caught patients sneaking out several times.”

“Two male patients, to be specific.” Paxton rubbed at his jaw, a contemplative set to his brow. “Roy, maybe?”

“And the guy he called his brave knight,” I responded. “It’s a definite possibility, I think.”

“That’s amazing.” Paxton grabbed his coffee and took a sip. He made a face at it. He’d already finished it, and nothing was left in the mug.

“Says the guy who has a legit ghost for a best friend and housemate,” I said. Alan hadn’t appeared yet, much to my brother’s disappointment. Julian had been stoked when I’d told him about Alan.

“Oh. Right.” Paxton dropped his gaze to his empty mug, his pale cheeks taking on some color.

Julian turned his head to the side, eyes narrowing slightly. He then returned his attention to his laptop. Had he sensed Alan?

We showed Paxton footage from some of the other cameras. Nothing too extreme, mainly just

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