Tom by Tim O'Rourke

Author:Tim O'Rourke [O'Rourke, Tim]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-04-30T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 23

Charley – Wednesday: 07:13 Hrs.

I hadn’t really slept, so when the first rays of light crept around the edges of my curtains I had to force myself out of bed. My iPhone was in the dresser drawer, where I had hidden it the night before after receiving that text from Kerry.

It was that one single text that had kept me drifting restlessly in and out of sleep all night. Had that text really come from her? But she was dead; I had seen it happen and Tom had seen her body.

Perhaps she hadn’t sent it? Maybe whoever had found her phone sent it as some sick joke? But I doubted that. Why pick my number? And how would that person know about the missed call I’d had from Natalie at the funeral? Had Natalie been trying to call me? She was dead, right? I’d seen the gravediggers shovelling earth into her grave. The text message I’d received last night hinted I had now lost the connection with Natalie.

But the thought that kept me awake the most was my fear it had been the killer who had sent me the text.

Everythingseemed different in the pale winter sunlight bathing my room. How could the killer have sent that message? He didn’t know anything about me. How would he have known I’d seen what he’d done to Kerry in my flashes? God, I couldn’t get my own father to believe me, let alone a complete stranger.

But where does that leave me? I wondered, putting down the hairbrush and staring at myself in the mirror. I eased open the dresser drawer. My iPhone lay amongst my underwear. I picked it up, fearing there might be another text from Kerry. I turned it over and looked at the screen. No new messages, not even from Tom. I thought of him and guessed he would be heading home to his flat, tired after his nightshift.

I opened the message and read it again.

Don’t cut me off

Not like Natalie

Don’t lose the connection

Those words had burnt themselves into my mind throughout the night. Should I tell Tom about it?

No.

He was already stressing himself out about the phone. If he thought I was receiving texts from someone it would only cause him more anxiety and he had his position in the police to think about. Should I tell my dad? Ask for his opinion? No, I thought again. Like Tom, he was pretty wound up by the whole thing and would blame Tom even more for getting me involved. I decided for the time being at least to keep the message to myself.

My thumb hovered over the ‘Reply’ button. Then before I could change my mind, I quickly texted, Who are you?

I closed my eyes, took a deep breath and hit ‘Send’.

Almost at once, I regretted sending it. What had I done? But, in my heart I knew why I had sent that message. I wanted to know if it had really been Kerry. Was there another dimension to the flashes? After all, I had seen those lights up at the shack; they had led me to it.

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