“I’ve heard voices all day,” Solace stated as we descended into the kitchen.
“Did you record them?” I asked with a yawn. I hated waking up.
“Yes. And I sent Harry a text a little while ago with the times I overheard them. Harry confirmed he also had them recorded, he’s trying to decipher them now,” Solace said.
“Thanks, Solace, I hope it wasn’t too creepy for you,” I replied.
Solace shrugged. “If they were attempting to scare me, they failed. Getting between you and the last slice of garlic bread is scarier.”
I laughed. That might be true.
“Dinner’s prepared for you guys and in the oven. I’ve also made breakfast for you all. Just warm the pancakes and waffles. There’s a stack of sandwiches for lunchtime.” She stood and readied to leave. “On that note, I’m heading back, unless there’s something else you want?”
“You’re good to go, thanks, Solace,” Sunny said, and his former teammate winked at him before leaving. Her motorbike revved and then roared away.
Sunny’s hands grasped my shoulders as he tilted my head for a morning kiss, and I smiled against his lips. It was our thing. We might wake up or go to bed angry with each other, but that didn’t mean we shunned affection. Those kisses were important to us both.
“Pancakes,” Chey called from the dining room, and we headed in to eat. They’d been kept warm in heated serving platters.
As we tucked in, we discussed tonight’s plans.
“We’ll take your bedroom tonight,” Michelle said.
Sunny and I nodded.
“We’re heading to the sons’ room where the two boys were killed,” I replied. Sunny agreed, but didn’t look happy. He never was during an investigation; he worried too much. Honestly, I couldn’t blame him. Dealing with spirits in a house where children were murdered wasn’t ever going to be pleasant.
“Rem-Pods are all in place, and Harry confirms all cameras are operating. Jack’s team is trialling some new equipment Freddie designed. So, that’s interesting,” I said.
“Are they hunting the Horseman?” Celt asked.
“No. Jack’s sticking with the plan, although no doubt they’ll check there again tonight. Does anyone have any questions?” I glanced at them all.
“No. But I recommend everybody take the blessed items with them,” Michelle suggested.
I nodded with everyone else.
Chey
“Can you hear that?” I murmured to Michelle.
“Yes, it’s faint, but I can,” she replied.
Celt had his head tilted and was frowning. He was trying to figure it out, too. There was a rustling of voices. None were strong enough to single out.
The hair on the back of my neck and arms was standing up as if I’d been electrified.
“I don’t like this,” I said. “How did Callie and Sunny sleep here?”
“Would anyone like to speak?” Michelle asked.
The murmuring rose slightly, then dropped. In the room’s darkness, with only moonlight for illumination, the bedroom was beyond creepy. Shadows crept along the wall, and it was easy to imagine them becoming sinister shapes or growing.
I moved closer to Celt. A faint buzzing echoed around the room, and I frowned. Michelle touched the cross around her neck. Between the buzzing and the whispers, the bedroom was starting to feel really unfriendly.
“Would you like to talk to us?” Michelle asked, holding out a recorder.
“Fuck off!”a voice hissed.
