The Spookshow - The Spookshow 1 by Tim McGregor

Author:Tim McGregor
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Fantasy, Death, Fiction
Published: 2014-12-05T00:00:00+00:00

12

“JUST COME OVER,” Tammy said into the phone. “It’s been ages. We’ll just hang out.”

She listened to the man on the other end blather on. Jay was a friend. A hook-up initially but later a friend. He was a film editor and they often moved in the same circles. More than a few times, they had been each other’s last minute dates for functions that required a partner. At the moment, he was being a pain.

“No, Jay.” Tammy rolled her eyes as she corrected his assumption. “It’s not a booty call. I just don’t want to be alone right now.”

Another spew of blather down the line. Tammy waited for a break in the chatter. “I’m just working and it’s tedious and, I don’t know… Do you have something better to do?”

Blather, blather, excuse, excuse.

“Fine,” she finally said. “Be that way.” She hung up and tossed her phone down.

Hunkered down at her desk, Tammy had set aside the evening to tweak a set of photographs she had taken for Jen’s shop. Jen had an article coming out in a magazine and had asked Tammy to do the pics. The shoot had gone well and a good batch of the photos had turned out but she wanted to tweak them further. All the ladies were there but some weirdo tension was brewing between Billie and Jen. The two of them had known each other since high school and there was plenty of history there to dig at them both. Tammy stayed out of it, leaving them to sort it out on their own.

Sitting down to work, Tammy found her motivation dwindled quickly as the exhaustion set in. She had barely slept the last two nights because of the nightmares and the fiasco at the abandoned house. The other stuff she had initially dismissed as exhaustion but the weirdo factor kept edging up and she was having difficulty dispelling it all. The sound of footsteps in the other room, the sense of dread that had settled over her apartment, the startling voice in her ear that had made her jump out of her skin.

That had been the prompt to call Jay. The creepiness was edging up her nerves and she simply didn’t want to be alone. Jay had nixed that idea, moaning about how bored he would be watching her work. Douche.

Tammy lingered at her laptop, forcing herself to concentrate on the fine-tuning she needed to apply to the photos. Unable to shake the creeping sensation that she was being watched, she sat with her back to the wall. She had read once that gunfighters in the Old West sat this way, to avoid being shot in the back by some brazen coward.

She wished she had a gun. Or a gunfighter, to sit and keep watch. She couldn’t stop thinking about what Billie had said earlier.

Tammy learnt of her friend’s talents the night that she and Jen and Kaitlin had confronted Billie about her withdrawal from the world. It had been a half-assed intervention which Billie shut down by informing the trio that she could talk to ghosts.

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