The Dolmen by Matt Bille

Author:Matt Bille
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: thriller, horror, suspense, mystery, wolfsinger, dolmen, cryptozoological, bille
Publisher: WolfSinger Publications

Chapter Seventeen

Julie ran to the balcony door, pushing the curtain aside. “It was this way!”

“Julie, get down!” Greg grabbed her by the shoulder and yanked her down and back away from the door. He pulled them both back to a red overstuffed sofa and crouched behind it, clutching the shotgun hard. “Keep low! Don’t let them see you!”

Breathing heavily, she squatted next to him. “Why just one shot?”

“Hopefully, he hit what he was aiming at.”

“Or he missed, and it got him. Greg, we’ve got to help!”

“Alan said to stay put, so we stay. Hold on. I’ll see if anything’s visible.” Ignoring his own instructions of a moment ago, Greg crept forward and nudged the edge of the curtain back with the shotgun muzzle. The balcony overlooked a poorly lit parking lot. Greg could see nothing moving.

“I don’t see them,” he reported.

“Greg, they might need help!”

“They’re cops, Julie, they’re not helpless. Our priority right now is to do what they told us and sit tight. Let’s just stay calm and wait a minute. They’ll come back.”

“What happens if they don’t?”

“Then we call for help.” Greg peered outside again. Still nothing.

They jumped as a knock sounded on the door. “It’s all right, it’s us!” came Welles’ urgent voice.

Greg hurried to unlock the door. “What happened?”

Welles charged past him as Fernandez relocked the door. Welles was immediately on his cell phone to headquarters, demanding backup—and the coroner.

When he put the phone down, the others crowded around him. “Are you all right?” Julie asked.

“We’re fine,” Welles said. “But that moron from the zoo isn’t. He’s dead.”

Julie pressed her hands to her face. “God, no. Not another one.”

Greg put an arm around her and tried to calm his own heart’s frantic beat. What he was seeing in the veteran cop’s face looked like fear, and that was scaring the hell out of him.

“Where was he?” Greg asked.

“In a car in the parking lot. Must have tailed us. Damn it, we didn’t watch for a tail, because hell, your little dwarves don’t drive cars, so why would we? Kerns was sitting there watching the building, I guess. Stupid bastard had a tranquilizer gun. He wanted his zoo specimen, I guess.

“When we came out, we saw the movement in the car. Then—hell, I’ve got to sit down.”

Julie shook Greg off and guided the stunned detective to a chair.

“Thanks,” he said, his hand lingering on her arm. “Anyway, Gary yelled. Then this—thing—crawled out the car window. I didn’t get that good a look, the light was too bad. But I know now what scared you.” He looked into Greg’s eyes. “Just the size, the way it moved—I don’t know what it was. But it wasn’t human.”

He took in a long breath and let it out slowly. “It crawled out of the car and then just stood there a second. Gary took a shot. That’s the really crazy part. He hit it. I know he did, because the round knocked it into the side of the car. And Gary doesn’t miss.

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