The Immortals by Ellison J. T

Author:Ellison, J. T. [Ellison, J. T.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mystery, thriller, Suspense, Crime, Contemporary
ISBN: 9780778327639
Amazon: B0074CXY50
Goodreads: 7974307
Publisher: MIRA Books
Published: 2010-09-21T07:00:00+00:00

Twenty-Five

She’d left McKenzie with the witch. He’d be able to ferret out whatever it was that Ariadne was holding back.

Truth be told, Ariadne made her desperately uncomfortable. Mind reader or no, she was entirely too perceptive. Taylor had noticed her eyeing the bouquet of white roses Memphis had sent, wondered if she’d had the audacity to read the card while Taylor had been conferring with her team in the corridor. Probably. Frauds, the lot of them, these people who claimed to use the supernatural as their guide. She most certainly didn’t believe the woman was a witch, but she did believe she was involved. And since it wasn’t unusual for suspects to inject themselves into cases, Ariadne certainly fell under suspicion.

What was the deal with that creepy Barent man? Claiming he was a vampire, that Taylor had killed him over and over. Marcus had submitted the paperwork to get the warrant, they were playing the waiting game now. She was surrounded by kooks.

And by one clever killer, who had them chasing their tails, looking into the dark shadows for answers.

It gave Taylor chills to pull back into the Kings’ driveway, but she needed to talk to Letha before she went further. There were multiple cars in the driveway, well-wishers and neighbors bringing covered dishes and morbid curiosity. Taylor had always felt vaguely uncomfortable with the southern tradition of the wake—too many people seemed to live for tragedies, were surrounded by death and sickness. They were the first in line to comfort strangers, to offer help when victims’ families were more interested in battening down the hatches and healing themselves. This scene was being repeated all over Nashville this afternoon.

She knocked on the door, surprised when Letha herself answered. Her face had been scrubbed and her hair was clean, the black polish gone from her nails. Her eyes were clear.

“Letha, Lieutenant Jackson. We met yesterday. I’m so sorry about your brother. Can I come in?”

Letha glanced over her shoulder. “Do you mind if we talk out here? It’s really crowded inside.”

“Certainly.”

The girl came out and closed the door behind her softly, as if she didn’t want to alert anyone of her actions. Taylor stepped to the porch railing, leaned against it.

“So. I was at the school this morning, and your name came up. You hang out with the Goth kids?”

Letha bent and picked up a broken limb that had fallen on the stoop. “I don’t hang with them, not really. I was just…experimenting.”

“Who do you hang out with?”

“I’m a floater. I don’t belong to any of the cliques.”

“Theo Howell told us that you found Jerry yesterday, and called him and his sister to come over to help. You must be friends with them if they were your first recourse.”

“Theo and Jerry are friends. Were friends. I didn’t know who else to call.”

“What about the police?”

She shook her head. “I didn’t want to get Jerry in trouble.”

Taylor tried not to groan aloud. The logic of teenagers.

“You should have called 911 as soon as you found him.

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