The Haunting of Blythe Theatre (The Braddock & Gray Case Files Book 11) by H.P. Bayne

Author:H.P. Bayne [Bayne, H.P.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bayne Independent Publishing
Published: 2022-10-31T04:00:00+00:00

By the time they left police headquarters, Dez figured they had just enough time to grab a non-drive-thru meal before heading to their meeting with Joseph Crawley Junior.

Dez took them to a nearby diner frequented by police, one he knew served awesome burgers at reasonable prices. The food hadn’t changed since the last time he’d been here, even if the prices had gone up. It seemed costs had risen everywhere for just about everything.

Sully had fallen silent sometime within the past twenty minutes. Given he had his moody face on, Dez figured it was time to ask.

“What’s the problem?” Dez barely managed to make his question understood around a mouthful of fries.

Sully peered up from his own plate to meet Dez’s eye. “Huh?”

“You’re sulking.”

“Am not.” Sully gave a heavy sigh followed by a wry grin. “Gets frustrating sometimes. Sucks bad enough, being the go-to guy for ghosts needing justice. Knowing police want us to do the job for them makes it worse.”

Dez paused with his burger halfway to his mouth. “Hey, it’s not like that. Police have a lot of red tape to deal with. We don’t. We can do things in unconventional ways. I mean, if it’s a case we know will be heading to court, we need to play things safer, but even so, we don’t typically need to worry about production orders and search warrants and which units are going to want in on an investigation.”

“We do plenty of stuff we shouldn’t.”

Dez quirked his lips. “Hey, bro, that’s all on you. I’m the by-the-book guy.”

Sully scoffed. “Right.” He heaved another breath. “Sorry. I’m in a mood.”

“Theatre still screwing with your head?”

“I’m missing something. I can’t shake the feeling the answer’s right in front of me, and I just haven’t grasped it.”

“You’ve pretty much summed up the way we always operate.”

“I guess. Just have a bad feeling, is all.”

Dez frowned. Personally, he had a bad feeling every time he and Sully walked into a new ghost job, but usually it came down to paranormally induced paranoia rather than reality. Whenever Sully had a bad feeling, it often amounted to what his high school English teacher called foreshadowing. Dez hated foreshadowing more than he hated basements.

Dez lifted the burger the rest of the way, forcing himself to chew and swallow a full bite despite the fact his guts were now churning. “One step at a time, all right? We’ll figure it out, same as we always do.”

Sully picked up a fry but only used it to trace a series of tracks through his leftover ketchup. “Same as we always do usually involves someone coming dangerously close to death.”

Dez didn’t answer. He was too busy coaching himself through a bout of indigestion.

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