The Ghost Machine: A Terrifying and Uncanny Haunted House Thriller! (Ludo Carstairs Supernatural Thrillers Book 3) by F.R. Jameson

Author:F.R. Jameson [Jameson, F.R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: F.R. Jameson
Published: 2023-05-23T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

Back in the drawing room, the windows closed – but freshly broken panes letting in the cold and smatterings of rain – Verity paced a groove with another unfiltered cigarette in hand. Her brother stood by the empty fireplace, trying to appear as casual as possible, but at the same time barrel chested and unyielding. Despite him trying his best to hide it, his arrogance was showing dents in the bodywork.

“You said you could control it,” she snarled at him. “That it didn’t matter if the box was opened, you could stop it and hurl it back in. This is what you promised me, Wilberforce.” The way she said his name was like the gravest insult she could conceive.

Desperately, I’d tried to get to Quince, but the room had remained firmly shut. I’d pushed at the door, kicked it, shoved it with every ounce of my weight and there had been no give. I could imagine a reinvigorated red smog holding it shut the other side. There was no sound of cackling, but undoubtedly Lord Killamurray was enjoying itself.

“He’s of no interest to that thing.” Wilberforce had assured, but I wasn’t going to listen to him when it came to looking after others.

I had continued trying to force the door, my boot leaving imprints in the wood, but there was no give.

It was only when Ludo placed his hand to my arm that I backed away. The Wains were going, both of them heading downstairs. Verity’s shoulders slouched.

“It’s regrettable, Garris,” Ludo said. “It is. But right now, how much good do you think we’re going to do for him if we did get in there?”

So, we had been led to the drawing room again, where the evening had begun. The coffin no longer glowed a spectral blue light. It glistened red, as if it had been coated with entrails in our absence.

Verity spat her cigarette onto the floorboards and ground it under her heel. She hadn’t smoked any of it and I wondered if she’d merely lit it for effect. “We’re trying to make the right impression here, brother dearest. What we are supposed to have is the ability to capture ghosts. Not merely a large box which once contained ghosts. We were going to offer the lessons to catch them again and again. Or at least, that’s what I thought we were offering. The prospectus I intended to sell, anyway. Only if it turns out we don’t have that, we might as well burn this place down and head to the damn poor house. We are trying to make the right impression, and unfortunately your cack-handedness isn’t succeeding.”

Wilberforce chuckled softly. “Relax, sister dearest. It’s a hiccup.”

“A hiccup? You’ve never seen our ancestor the way I’ve seen him.”

But Wilberforce ignored her. “These men understand that what we’re doing isn’t a straightforward process. We’re dealing with elements way beyond the normal. Believe me, we’re in control and when we demonstrate how much control, we’ll be able to double our price. Triple it!”

“How?”

“I’m going to keep us safe tonight.

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