Soul Survivor by G. M. Ford

Author:G. M. Ford [Ford, G. M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781503903999
Publisher: Thomas & Mercer
Published: 2018-07-16T16:00:00+00:00

Hundreds of them. I flipped the pages, all the way to the back. Wall to wall, every page was covered with them, both sides, arrows pointing in all four directions. My hands rose instinctively to my chest. I swallowed a whimper and closed the drawer.

The muted bong of the doorbell pulled me back to earth. And then again . . . four buzzes in a row, real quick, like it was a little kid on the front porch or something.

I got up, sidled over to the bedroom door, and opened it a crack. First thing I heard was Martha’s voice. “This is outside our agreement, Phil. You’re supposed to . . .”

The front door banged shut.

“Anybody come round here asking about Matthew?” Phil Hardaway asked.

“Why would anyone do that?” Martha hedged.

“There’s a couple assholes goin’ round town, trying to stir that whole thing up again. Some guy says he’s a writer.”

“Please leave,” Martha said, her voice beginning to break.

“Be real bad stirring that thing up again,” Phil said.

“Matthew’s gone. He took a life. What could be worse than that?”

“He’s better off where he is,” Phil said.

“I hate it when people say that,” Martha spat. Her voice rose. “Don’t you dare touch me,” she shrieked.

I opened the bedroom door, tiptoed over to the stairs, and started down. Gabe was about three inches behind me as I crept down to the landing.

“That kid was never long for this world,” Phil growled. “You just won’t face it. Your old man wouldn’t neither. The kid was defective. He was—”

“The kid?” Martha said. “This is our son you’re talking about. He’s not just some kid.”

“Every fish you catch ain’t a keeper. You ever think of that? Some of them you just gotta throw back.”

“Get out of my house,” Martha screamed. “I’m calling the police.”

“Those guys come round here, you just tell ’em to take a hike,” Phil said. “Don’t need that whole shit storm startin’ up all over again. You hear me?”

Gabe and I were huddled together on the landing when the boom of the front door slamming shook the whole condo.

Gabe’s head inclined back up the stairs. I followed along.

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