Toy Cemetery by William W. Johnstone

Author:William W. Johnstone [Johnstone, William W.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2016-03-23T04:00:00+00:00

5

Amy answered the knocking on the door. Breakfast was over, the dishes washing in the dishwasher. The young woman stood for a moment, speechless, staring at her father.

“Good morning, Amy!” Ellis said brightly. “Isn’t it a lovely day?”

“Uh ... yeah.” his daughter finally found her voice. “Just dandy,” she added with a cutting edge to her voice.

“May I come in?”

“Sure. Why not. We sure can’t go anywhere.”

“What a strange thing to say, girl.” Ellis stepped into the foyer. Jay and the others had gathered around. “Why can’t you go anywhere?” He left the door open.

“You got a lot of nerve, Ellis!” Jay told him.

“Oh, not really, Jay. No more than I ever had. I just thought I’d stop by and say good-bye to all of you.”

“Are we going somewhere?” General Douglas asked.

“If you want to.” Ellis grinned.

Jim looked outside, wary of a trap.

Ellis laughed at him. “Everything is quite normal, young man. Would you like to use the phone to call your headquarters and report, ah, anything?”

“What about Ange, Dad?” Amy challenged him. “What about that poor little girl?”

“Ange? Ange. Oh, yes. Jenny’s little friend. What about her?”

“Are you serious, Dad?”

“Quite. What about her?”

“You and the others raped her. Last night. In the Madison Street Church!”

Ellis looked confused. “Amy, what in the world are you talking about? Are you ill, sweetheart?”

He put out a hand to touch her face and she slapped it away. “Keep your filthy hands off me!”

“What kind of game are you playing, Ellis?” Jay asked him.

Jim sat down on the stairs. “It’s an old game, Jay. It’s called Prove It.”

Ellis smiled. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Mr. State Trooper.”

Jim only grunted. “Sweet and neat and all wrapped up, huh, Fletcher. There was no meeting at the church last night, was there?”

“Not that I’m aware of. I was home with my wife and family. As a matter of fact, we were going to cook out, but that fog obscured things so we fixed our steaks inside. Oh, Amy . . . you missed such a good meal.”

“Thanks, Dad. But I never cared much for what you have to offer.”

Ellis slapped her, rocking her back. Jim was off the steps and had decked the man before anyone else could move. His punch knocked Ellis clear out of the foyer and onto the front porch. He landed in a sprawl, his mouth bloody.

The screen door banged closed, the spring broken.

Jay and Eric grabbed the trooper before he could kick the man’s face in; and by the look on his face, that was what he had in mind.

Ellis slowly crawled to his knees; then, using the railing for support, climbed to his feet. His blood was dripping down, staining his white shirt and pale-blue tie. “You’re all fools,” he spoke, his words mushy from busted lips. “It’s over. Stay here for a hundred years, it will never surface.”

“What will never surface, Ellis?” Deva asked.

“I’m telling you, it’s over. It’s appeased. Look around you. See what a lovely little town we have here? Children playing, riding their bikes.

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