Complete Series: Eli Carter & The Ghost Hackers - Paranormal Mysteries Books 1-3 by Pepper Angela

Author:Pepper, Angela [Pepper, Angela]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2017-01-23T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

On the drive home, Khan tried to get Eli to visit a strip club with him.

Eli politely refused. Oh, he wanted to go and enjoy some beer, nudity, and male bonding, but not like this—not with Khan drunk and surly before they even walked in the door. Khan seemed ready to pick a fight, and being around someone like that was a surefire way to get punched in the face.

“You’re going home to sleep it off,” Eli said. “It’s a school night. Now give me your home address.”

Being drunk and surly, Khan refused. “I live at the north pole,” he said. “Come on, we’ll just go to one club. It’s not even a big one. We’ve got to support the city’s stripper economy. Come on, Eli, do a good deed.”

“It’s almost my bedtime.”

Khan howled with laughter, thinking Eli had been joking about having a bedtime. He was not.

Eli drove toward the storefront, figuring he’d be able to track down Valentine and get her to help, or dump Khan there.

They were still ten minutes away from the shop when Khan turned to Eli and slurred, “Promish you won’t touch the stuff. I’m serious.”

“Your equipment?” The bags sat on the floor of the van between their bucket seats.

“Not one finger.”

“I wasn’t planning to touch it. Why?”

Instead of answering, Khan flung the door open as they passed a strip club. “Seeya later, sucka!”

Eli slammed the brakes and ground the van to a halt just as Khan snapped off the seatbelt and jumped out in one fluid motion. He ran crookedly to the door of the club and disappeared.

* * *

Eli got home just after nine o’clock, which actually wasn’t as late as it had felt when he was driving home.

He found Brenda on the couch, watching TV while reading a magazine and texting on her phone.

He cast a suspicious look at the brown recliner, then knelt on the floor before her and rested his head in her lap. She ran her fingers through his hair.

“How was your first day?” she asked brightly. “Is my Eli tired?”

“Tired.”

“Do you want to tell me all about how it went?”

“No.”

She sighed. It wasn’t clear if she was sighing out of sympathetic disappointment for him, or because trying to get details about his day was always so taxing.

A quiet moment passed, with only the rabble of a singing contest on the television. She prompted, “Did you catch a ghost?”

“No.” He pressed his face into her jeans. After a long day in unfamiliar surroundings, the scent of the fabric softener they used was as soothing as Brenda’s fingertips on his scalp.

“If you didn’t catch a ghost, what did you do all day? He’d better be paying you overtime.”

Eli kept his mouth shut. He didn’t want to tell Brenda he’d slept for a few hours, thanks to fainting. And what was that fainting business all about, anyway? Except for the times he’d been strangled by the cat wraith, Eli had never fainted before. And that was a shame, because

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