After/Life: Anger: A Paranormal Ghost Romance by Scarlett Whispers

Author:Scarlett Whispers [Whispers, Scarlett]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-11-16T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

According to Ada, Molly didn’t need to return to her own cell at the bottom of the great building. So long as she was in a cell by the time the door slammed shut, everything would be fine.

Molly waited with bated breath as the door slammed into place, nervous the guards would descend down through the roof at any moment. As the minutes and then hours passed, Molly relaxed.

They talked all through the night about the things Ada knew about the rumored escapes. Most of what she knew was second-hand information, often thrice removed, but it was better than nothing.

Or was it?

Sometimes knowing something was worse than not knowing. Especially if it was the wrong information. It sent you down the wrong alleyways of opportunity, closing off potential routes that might have otherwise have been profitable.

The next morning, after the cell door had opened, Molly had nothing to do but wait. Wait for the guards to approach. Wait for her funeral to take place on Earth. There was nothing else she could do. She only hoped it wouldn’t be too long.

However long it took, it wasn’t really up to the creatures. It was up to whenever there were enough people to think about her, and warrant a gateway to open for her. She only hoped there were enough people coming to her funeral for her to get called. She hoped they hadn’t all gone to the memorial yesterday and not bother going to the actual funeral.

Knowing police officers the way she did, Molly had good reason to be concerned. She thought that was exactly what was going to happen. They would go to the memorial, with all its respectful pomp, and skip the actual burial ceremony.

“They’ll be along,” Ada said as if she knew what was going through Molly’s mind.

Molly shared a smile with her. It curled as the expression altered on Ada’s face. It turned down like she had seen something ugly and disagreeable.

“Finally,” Molly said, turning around.

“You’re too right there,” a deep voice said.

Molly’s blood turned to ice. She felt the unmistakable crackle of energy as a large pair of hands gripped her by the lapels. Someone picked her up, lifted her off the ground, and threw her backward.

Molly had suffered many acts of violence over the years and knew immediately this was different to what she was used to. She floated higher than she expected as if the force of gravity didn’t have much sway over her.

She hit the ground with a familiar sensation, the floor scraping against her skin. She was up in an instant.

Jennifer was some distance away, having hurled Molly twenty feet. Molly checked the cuts and grazes on her arms, legs, and head, but found it spotless. It would take some getting used to. She was no longer a living, breathing person. She was a spirit or ghost. They did not get injured.

Molly felt the rushing, prickling sensation of electricity up and down her arms and legs. Another attack was coming. She

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