Chalk Man: Beyond the Veil Supernatural Thriller Book Seven by Tony Faggioli

Chalk Man: Beyond the Veil Supernatural Thriller Book Seven by Tony Faggioli

Author:Tony Faggioli [Faggioli, Tony]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Atticus Creative, Inc.


CHAPTER NINETEEN

A little while later and Parker pulled into the driveway of the small bungalow house that he and Trudy rented in the quaint neighborhood of La Crescenta. Turning off the ignition, he used his left hand to rub at the exhaustion pulsating in his eyes. He’d already called Trudy and told her what had happened.

As Parker made his way up the porch steps, the door opened and there she was, somehow as pretty in a pair of baggy gray sweats and a long white t-shirt than she was in a red dress and heels. Her eyes were puffy and her hair tumbled with sleep, but her smile was wide awake and gave him instant life.

“Hey, baby,” she said, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him on the cheek.

He smiled. What was that Nap had just said about him being like a cell phone on two percent?

He kissed her forehead and buried his face in her red hair. “My little charger,” he said.

“What?” she giggled.

“Nothing,” he replied, as he closed the door behind them and grabbed her hand. “Just please stay home and sleep with me today?”

She looked at him like he was silly for even asking the question. “Already called off.”

They went to bed and before long he felt her breathing with sleep, her head on his chest as his thoughts poked at him and kept him awake. He could not stop thinking about Charlie. About how his mother and father must be feeling right now. About how all the parents in the world must feel about their kids. Whether they were missing or not, wasn’t worry a constant part of the job description?

He didn’t know, obviously. And he wasn’t sure he wanted to now. And that scared him. Because he’d always wondered what it’d be like to be a dad someday. To teach a son how to hit a ball. To teach a daughter how to ride her bike with no hands on the handlebars. He and Trudy had already had “the talk,” of course. It was one of the prerequisite things to clear up early on in a relationship, or at least before the wedding day, as kids could be a deal breaker. He knew she wanted them. Eventually. And he had said so, too.

But that was before he’d seen that thousand-mile stare in Ms. Henson’s eyes as she was sitting at that dining table, her arms folded across her chest as she tried to hug the worry from her own body. He’d seen the look in the eyes of a lot of victims in his time. Both in law enforcement and the military, he’d gone to tell people of the death of their loved ones. They all had that same look a human being gets when death has touched their lives. Shock. Dismay. Sorrow. But he’d never had to deal with someone coming to grips with the fact that their child was missing, and it had been different. Desperate fear and desperate hope were at war in her eyes.



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