True Ghost Stories and Hauntings 2 by Simon Murik

Author:Simon Murik [Murik, Simon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Paranormal Publishing
Published: 2016-02-29T07:00:00+00:00

I sat in bed and stared at the TV. It was some old sci-fi flick on one of the hotel’s movie channels. But I wasn’t really watching. My mind raced with images of burning crashed cars and howling race fans and I knew I wasn’t going to be able to unwind without a little help tonight. I ran my hands through my hair, got up, and walked over to the bathroom. On the counter next to the little basket of soaps and body gels that every four star chain hotel leaves you was my bottle of Xanax. Mac, our team doctor, had prescribed it to me after the Texas race and I’d been on it for the past two months.

Four races and three first-place finishes later I was still on it.

But Joey’s ghost was still visiting me at night.

I walked out of the bathroom and over to the window. The city lights glittered like electric gold medals, but despite my competitive subconscious, winning just didn’t mean as much anymore.

Rubbing the back of my neck, I decided to take a quick shower before the Xanax kicked in. I went back into the bathroom, slid off my Nike shorts, and opened the glass door to the shower. Stepping in, I twisted the nozzle and hot water sprayed down on me. It was my fourth shower of the day, but I didn’t care —the showers helped me relax. After about ten minutes I got out and caught a quick blue blur of a sharp jawline and a wisp of transparent hair in the steamed mirror.

Looked like Joey was back for the night.

I dried off, slipped my shorts back on, and walked out of the bathroom.

Joey now sat in the chair by the dresser. He might have just been a wispy, wavy version of himself, but it was him. He stared straight ahead like I wasn’t even in the room and as I felt the pills start to kick in I climbed back into bed and drifted off to sleep.

The next two weeks were a haze. The final race of the season was in a desert race town outside of Vegas and a win would get the team the open wheels championship for the year. A lot of money was involved and all the leverage I could ever want for getting my new contract next year was at stake.

But my concentration was hit or miss.

The team had pushed Joey—pushed him real hard. He’d gone six seasons as the lead driver without missing a race and he’d brought home three league championships during that time. I’d learned a ton as the number two guy during Joey’s reign and when his car had gone up in flames last year I’d gotten the call just a day later to take over his spot—before what was left of Joey had even been buried. It had all been great at first, a big bump in prize money, the women damn near ran each other over to get me at the clubs, and for the first time in my life I felt like a success.

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