Vieux Carré Voodoo by Greg Herren

Vieux Carré Voodoo by Greg Herren

Author:Greg Herren [Herren, Greg]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9781602821521E
Publisher: Bold Strokes Books, Inc.
Published: 2010-04-30T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter Eight

THE WHEEL OF FORTUNE, REVERSED

Luck has deserted the seeker for the moment

He was dead, no doubt about it.

I backed away from the body and stumbled back into my apartment.

Was his killer still up there on the roof?

I took it all in as quickly as I could. His clothes were soaking wet. He was wearing a pair of jeans and a Saints jersey. His hair was also wet, plastered to his scalp. There’d been no pulse, and his skin had been so cold. I shuddered.

I looked up at the sky and tried to remember. It had rained yesterday evening, and sporadically through the night, but I couldn’t pin it down to times. I remembered it raining while I was trying to sleep. I stood up and remembered the noise I’d heard on the roof when I was coming out of his apartment.

Had the killer been up there then?

I swallowed and closed my eyes, holding down the panicky thoughts. No sense freaking about it now, and besides, you don’t know how he was killed, or when. All you know is he’s dead, and his body is on your balcony—and it had to have been thrown off the roof. So the killer has to still be up there.

I wondered if Colin was still down in the courtyard.

Or did he throw the body down to my balcony?

I hurried back into the house while hitting the speed dial on my cell phone for Venus. I went out my back door, and sure enough, Colin was still sitting down there in the courtyard at the table. I waved at him, beckoning him to come up as Venus answered my call. “Casanova.”

“Venus, this is Scotty Bradley. I’m not sure how to tell you this, but there’s a body on my balcony.”

There was silence on the other end of the phone, and then she let out a huge sigh. “I might have known this was going to happen when you turned up at my crime scene. It was just a matter of time, I suppose,” she said with an air of long suffering. “We’re on our way.”

I hung up the phone just as Colin let himself in my front door. I was about to snap at him that henceforth he needed to knock, but I wasn’t in the mood to get into an argument with him. “What’s up?” he asked, yawning. “I don’t think Levi’s coming back.”

“Oh, he came back all right.” I gave him a brittle smile. “His body is out on the balcony right now. Didn’t you hear it land? The whole building shook.”

I could hear a police siren in the distance, and smiled to myself. There was no getting out of this one for him. It’s not like I could call them back and tell them not to come. His face remained expressionless. “You’ve called the police?”

“Yes. They’re on their way.” The siren was getting louder. I was expecting him to make his excuses and get away as fast as he could. He’d talked Mom out of calling the police last night, but there was no way out of dealing with them now.



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