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This house had been, after all, owned by Madden C. Newton, the killer who had terrorized many a victim in the years following the Civil War.
He’d returned to his old Behavioral Science Unit in D.C. to discover that he was being given a new assignment. His leave of absence, it seemed, was somehow permanent.
there was no way to blame himself. Naturally, he did.
Men corrupted religion; and a man’s religious choice didn’t matter in the least if it was his path to decency and remembering his fellow man.
You do realize there’s a good chance that, no matter what the husband wants to believe, she committed suicide.”
Proving that there were no ghosts prowling the Rocky Mountains, that a human being named Andy Sitwell was the Pick-Man, even if he supposedly believed that the ghost of an old gold-seeking mountaineer was causing him to commit murder.
The first woman, at least, was coming from a Virginia police force. Whitney Tremont had started out life in the French Quarter; she had a Creole background and had recently done the camera work for a paranormal cable-television show. Jake Mallory—musician, but a man who had been heavily involved in searches after the summer of storms, and been called in as well during kidnapping cases and disappearances. Then there was Jenna Duffy. A registered nurse from Ireland. Well, they’d be covered in case of any poltergeist attacks. And Will Chan—the man had worked in theater, and as a magician.
Parents weren’t supposed to outlive their children. Any loss of a child was unbearable.
That would include the chauffeur, a fellow named Grable Haines, and…” He was thoughtful for a minute, scratching his chin. “Well, most importantly, the senator’s aide, Martin DuPre. He can help you with other things you might want to know. He’s with the senator all the time. Then there’s Blake Conroy. He’s Senator Holloway’s bodyguard.
“But there was a suicide. One of the girls went out a third-story window,”
It all goes back to Madden C. Newton. He was pure evil, and evil doesn’t just go away.”
of skew in his telling of the story. According to Douglas, the killer, Newton, found those who had newly arrived in the city, and offered them a place to stay. He also found those who were suddenly homeless—apt to leave the city and look for an income somewhere else.
“Actually, Adam Harrison funds the special unit. I believe he started off in a nice financial place at birth, and managed to parlay his inheritance into a tidy sum through investments and real estate. The last thing he would begrudge his people, I think, would be drinks and dinner after digging up a corpse.”
“No, it’s just that, rich or poor, a person who has siblings has had to share upon occasion. There will always be a time when what happens in a sibling’s life is more important. That’s all.”
we can’t undo the past. We can only do our best in the present, and hope to find the answers in the future.
he looked as if he was about to play guitar on the streets for money.
Though we have a history of corrupt politicians, sweet tea and a slow, steady lifestyle, our reporters are sharks—just like everywhere else in the country.
I don’t think that ghosts pushed Regina Holloway over the balcony.”
They had sent him another child.
She was Catholic. She went to church every Sunday morning, and sometimes, during the week.
A banishing spell is not black magic. Black magic is when you wish someone ill.”
She seemed concerned about the basement, Jackson thought. But then, she’d dug a skeleton out of the floor there.
“If you call screaming like a banshee something that might wake me, yes,”
Don’t worry if you believe in voodoo or do not believe in voodoo. It is a religion, as many others. We all see our paths in different ways. A spirit may go by many names.”
“Charles Manson eyes,” Jake said. “The church is a cult massacre waiting to happen.”
Senator David Holloway lowered his head and looked to the left. That was usually a sign that someone was going to lie.
“There’s history here. History leads to many things—like skeletons in the ground in the basement.
“Or…” Jackson said thoughtfully. “Or?” “Senator Holloway didn’t find her body. He knew exactly where it was because he caused it to be there.”
“One of the reasons all those people are shown marching on the house is that he didn’t get rid of a corpse fast enough—people smelled it, they figured out that he was responsible for the disappearances, and the police burst in on him,”
Or worse. Now we have the Aryans, the Church of Christ Arisen, a mistress, a bodyguard, a chauffeur—and an aide we know to be a lying lech, if not something much worse,”
