We Only Come Out At Night by Kincade Matt

Author:Kincade, Matt [Kincade, Matt]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2014-12-07T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

We never did find Angeline that night. We drove the van up and down most of the back alleys of the city. We checked laundromats and bus stops and convenience stores, but we didn't see her. We slid by the church in time to see the minister's corpse loaded into a coroner's van, while cops pushed the bystanders back. The whole place was strung up with yellow crime scene tape like it was Christmas garland. David didn't look.

You'd think a pretty girl in a bloodstained white dress wouldn't be hard to find, but you'd be wrong.

Finally, with dawn creeping into the sky, we got back home. Saul said, "Nothing to do now but wait. Try to get some sleep." He paused for a moment, and added, "It's probably for nothing, but all of you pack a bag. Pack light. Clothes, cash, mementos you can carry." He went into his room.

Me and Nadia and David agreed we should smoke pot. Lots of it. Nadia seemed to have taken over the job of consoling David. Girls are like that. I didn't mind, because I didn't know what to say to him even if I did feel terrible for him. David didn't seem to mind either, but he was still distant. It was kind of ironic that Nadia was finally paying attention to him, and he didn't care anymore. I guess maybe he was pretty stoned. Or maybe he already knew what was going to happen.

***

We all tried to get some sleep, but I know I didn't have any luck. Mostly we just sat around, watching TV but not really watching TV, you know what I mean? Oh, yeah, me and Nadia both packed bags, but David didn't. I asked him why, and he just said, "I dunno."

After a while I went to see if Saul was up. He was laying on his bed and reading a book of poetry. I think it was Yeats. Saul always tried to get me to read some, but poetry sucks. "Hey, Saul," I said.

"Hello, Paul," he answered. I noticed that Saul had a duffel packed, with his sword, wrapped in silk, balanced on top. "What happens if this doesn't work out? Where do we go then?"

Saul laid the book down on his chest. "South, I think, to begin with. Eventually, perhaps California. I haven't been to California in quite some time. I have some properties there. Where would you want to go? It's all the same, really, so long as it isn't here."

To tell the truth, leaving Chicago terrified me. "Well, I'm sure it'll all blow over, but I guess California works," I said.

"How is David?"

"Despondent. He really looks like shit. I hope that girl turns up tonight and stops freaking out."

Saul stared at me for a few long moments. "Don't get your hopes up."

After that, I couldn't really think of anything else to say, and Saul started reading his book again, so I went back to my room.

Life is funny. That's what I was thinking, laying on my bed and staring up at my ceiling.

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