The Vanishing of The Georgia Rose by J S Donovan

Author:J S Donovan [Donovan, J S]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-01-04T22:00:00+00:00

17

The Well

Arden craned her head up to the entrance of the well. It was like she was staring at a black vacuum and up into the darkening sky. Submerged up to her waist, her body had adjusted to the black water. Small drops of rain pattered on her face.

The silhouetted figure stared down at her. He had broad shoulders and short hair, but his face was lost in the shadow.

Squinting, she asked. “Joe?”

The silhouetted figure moved its hand out of sight and brought it back into view with a pistol.

Without hesitating, Arden dipped under the water as the stranger opened fire.

Unable to see anything in front of her, Arden swam. She felt the water move by her ribs as a bullet rained down. She kicked hard and kept her arms out in front of her. Her hand touched the stairs, and she surfaced. She rose up from the black water and caught her breath. Adrenaline pumped through her veins. She rested her back against the cobblestone wall of the arched corridor and looked toward the wall.

Arden glanced back up and saw something on the corridor past the shoe platform. It was a small square device, roughly the size of a matchbox. It had a glowing red light. Arden’s theory was that it was a motion detector of some kind. She wondered how many of those were scattered around the mansion. Even still, they’d only been there for forty-five minutes. There was no way someone could have shown up, unless they had been here the whole time or they had followed them. Arden didn’t like either answer.

Drenched, she hiked the few steps and eyed Scarlet’s shoes. If she took them, they would get soaked and lose any fingerprints or forensic evidence. She needed to get to her cell phone and call the police. She also needed to find Joe. Dread took Arden’s mind to a dark place. Knowing time was short, she raced by the shoes and back into the water. She caught one last glimpse of the strange occult symbols on the wall and noticed one that looked like a dotted T. She’d seen it before, but she couldn’t remember where.

The bottom of her socks tore open as she dashed against the rough cobblestone. Not wanting to make more noise, she dipped down and swam. She dove under the breach in the basement wall and navigated the room full of floating furniture. Her soaked flashlight bounced the light as she rushed toward the rickety wooden stair. Taking two steps up, she noticed that her shoes and phone were gone.

“Oh, Lord,” she mumbled.

Her breathing was heavy. She drew out her pistol and rested the butt of it on the top of her flashlight-holding hand. Moving tactically, she conquered one step at a time. A jagged nail pierced her foot. She mouthed a scream but kept moving. She stepped back out into the downstairs hall. Water dripped down her face and clothes. It added ten pounds to her jeans and left her shivering.

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