Wayward Souls: The Sequel to Beckoning Souls (A Psychological Thriller) by J.R. Tate

Author:J.R. Tate [Tate, J.R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: J Tate Publications
Published: 2015-09-21T22:00:00+00:00

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Rusty

I sit in the quiet house, not sure what to do. I’m glad that I was able to speak to my mother, but it didn’t really help much. Maybe I should go back to the hospital. I need to talk to my dad – he’ll know what to do. And I need to do it before he gets admitted, because once he’s there, it’s rare that they can have contact with their family.

Grabbing the keys, I step toward the door, but the doorbell rings, making my heart skip a beat. Who in the hell could that be? Peering through the peephole, I see two cops and a woman standing on the porch and I feel the bile gather in the back of my throat.

Sliding the door open, I make sure they don’t see the truck keys. I don’t want them knowing I was about to leave.

“Can I help you?” I ask. I hope they’re not here to take me away.

“Is Nathan Gallagher here?” the cop asks, attempting to step inside, but I hold the door closed just enough that no one is getting through. Why are they asking about my dad? Do they not know he’s at the hospital?

“No, he’s at Saint Mary’s. Ambulance came and got him last night.”

The other cop smiles. “Don’t play dumb with us, kid. You’re his son, right?”

“I am. But he’s not here. I’m not playing dumb. What’s going on?”

“Your father escaped. We are unable to locate him. We need to find him and make sure he’s okay. We want to make sure he’s safe.” The woman speaks up and just from her demeanor I know she’s a caseworker.

“He escaped?” I ask, trying to sound distraught, but deep inside, I’m happy to hear it. I do worry about where he is, but at least he’s not in their custody.

“He did. And if he’s here, we need to know,” the first cop speaks again.

“You’re with the police department, right?” I ask, knowing full well they are.

“We are. We’ll need to come in and search the place.”

“Not without a search warrant, you won’t. My dad hasn’t broken any laws. He’s not here,” I repeat. “How about you stop wasting time, get out there and do your job, and find him?”

I grip the doorknob and slam it in their faces, and I can’t help but smile. I slip my dad’s cell phone from my pocket. If only he had it on him, I could call and find out where he is and what he’s up to. For him to escape, he’s got to have a plan, and I hope I hear from him soon. Most of all, I hope that wherever he is, he’s safe.

I look out the peephole again, and the three of them are still standing on the porch, motioning toward my dad’s truck. They’re assuming he’s here because of it, but how dense can they be? He was taken in by ambulance. For all they know, the truck never moved. I continue to watch, and

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