In the Name of the Devil: A Horror Novel by Jon Athan

Author:Jon Athan [Athan, Jon]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2016-03-12T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

A Parapsychologist's Visit

The sun descended beyond the visible horizon. The sky was painted in every shade of orange – a portrait of natural beauty. The breeze was mellow and the streets were tranquil – perfection on any other day. The front door's hinges grated as Jamie and Wilson entered the home.

Janice Miller scurried towards the pair, wagging her index finger and shaking her head like an old fashioned dance. Jamie furrowed his brow as she approached. Wilson leaned on the neighboring archway leading into the living room, seeking a front row view of the inevitable commotion.

Janice Miller was a delicate elderly woman with a petite figure. She wore a gray sweatshirt, a long black skirt down to her ankles, and black loafers. Her white hair was permed to her liking. Her blue eyes were kind and gentle. She was always willing to help and always willing to scold – a true neighbor.

Janice said, “You're late.”

Jamie nervously smiled and nodded – he could not refute a fact and he could not grapple with the sweet woman. He said, “I know, I know. I apologize. I needed to contact a peer for Casey. I appreciate your time, Ms. Miller, I really do. Thank you. You can go home now. We can handle the rest on our own.”

As she grabbed her black purse from a console table in the hall, Janice rolled her eyes and said, “Sure, sure. 'You can go, you can go.' You use me up, then throw me away. You're just like my ex-husband, Jamie. Don't be like that wretched man.”

Jamie nervously chuckled, then said, “No, no. It's not like that at all, Ms. Miller...”

As she continued to prepare for her departure, wrapping a gray scarf around her neck, Janice said, “You tell me to take care of the child, take care of Casey, but the door's locked. The door is locked. You didn't leave a key, Jamie, it's negligent.” She turned towards Wilson and asked, “Do you believe that nonsense?”

As Wilson smirked and shrugged, Jamie explained, “I told you, he's sick. He's very sick, Ms. Miller. I didn't want you to catch anything.”

“It doesn't make any sense to me, Jamie. Not at all. If you didn't want me to check up on him, what's the point of being here? You know, I heard him crying and I couldn't get in there. The poor boy was crying and I couldn't get in. That's not how you take care of children. You know better than that.”

Wide-eyed, Jamie asked, “He was crying? His voice was normal? You heard Casey cry?”

Janice nodded and said, “Yes, of course, and I couldn't do anything about it. I was going to call the cops or the fire department, Jamie, but I gave you the benefit of the doubt. I know you told me not to call, but I was very close. Very, very close. That poor baby...”

Jamie glanced up the staircase with a furrowed brow. His mind was dominated with images and sounds of Casey's terrifying transformation.

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