The Immortal Doc Holliday: Empire: (The Immortal Doc Holliday Series Book 6) by M.M. Crumley

Author:M.M. Crumley [Crumley, M.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lone Ghost Publishing
Published: 2022-01-11T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

"So how do you normally find a ghost?" Doc asked, sitting rather stiffly on one of Tucker's extremely suspicious looking beanbag chairs.

"It's like this," Tucker said excitedly. "Sometimes people hire me to investigate a possible haunting. Like most of those aren't real, but I always tell people I helped the spirit move on 'cause it helps them relax, you know? Hey, I finally scraped together enough money to get some cards printed. Check it out, J-Dog!"

Tucker leaned forward and handed Jury a black business card with a white ghost outline on it and the words "Ghost Guy" printed in white underneath. "Pretty dope, right?" Tucker asked.

"Pretty dope," Jury agreed.

"Have you ever looked for a specific ghost?" Doc asked, trying to keep the conversation on track.

"Just Bill here, but I gotta say not many people pay to find ghosts, you know?"

"Why were you looking for Bill?" Doc queried, forcing his tone to be patient. Even though Tucker looked like a thirty year old, he acted like a child; which sadly lent some truth to his story.

"See Bill and I used to live in the same building, back when I was me, and when I heard that he'd been killed I wanted to know if he'd like moved on, so I came to check it out. You dig?"

"No."

"Bill was nice to us," Tucker explained. "Used to bring home food from where he worked that was headed to the dumpster and give some to me and Sissy. I wanted to make sure he was alright."

"But he's not."

"No, he won't leave 'til he gets paid. I told you that," Tucker said with a shake of his head.

"Do all ghosts stay where they died?" Doc asked in concern.

"No way. That'd be weird," Tucker snorted.

"That's the thing that would be weird?" Doc ground out.

"For real, man. I like you. You give off a real evil businessman vibe."

Doc sent Jury a look that said quite clearly "I'm going to kill you later", then asked, "Why doesn't Bill go home?"

"Without the money? No way."

Doc couldn't help it; he rubbed his temples. "Let's try this again," he said slowly. "I'm looking for a ghost. I don't know where she is. Do you think you can find her?"

Tucker shrugged and said, "I dunno."

"I think we're done here," Doc said.

"Wait, wait, wait!" Tucker exclaimed. "Look, I said I don't know; you didn't want me to lie, did you? I've never tried it, but I'll give it a go. You know?"

"No, I don't know," Doc growled. "But I've got nothing to lose, so fine. But I'm not coming here again. It's... filthy. I have a house you can live in while you work, but if you haven't found anything in three weeks, you're on your own."

"Whoa, man," Tucker said, hands raised. "Slow down. I can't leave Bill."

"Why the hell not?"

"'Cause he's my homie!"

Doc was never leaving the house without whiskey again. "How much money does Bill need?" he asked irritably.

"What?" Tucker said.

"How much money does Bill need?" Doc repeated slowly.

"Um..." Tucker looked at the empty chair, then looked back at Doc.

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