The Nightcrawler

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Book: The Nightcrawler Read Online Free PDF
Author: Mick Ridgewell
Tags: Fiction, Horror
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    Sarah gave him a similar tale. Scott had a good idea that Thomas Andrews figured into her story, but she didn’t let on.
    “So you have a dog?”  
    “Sure do. She’s the closest family I have.”
    “What kind of dog is he?”
    “ She is a Doberman. She’s two and a half and her name is Max.”
    “A girl named Max?”
    “Well her real name is Equinox Dark Angel, from the TV show. I got her from a nice old lady in Vancouver. She knows everything there is about dogs.”
    “What do you do with Max when you’re on the road?”
    “Well, the first time I had to leave her in a kennel. She wasn’t the same for a month. It was a good kennel. I checked them out and they were the best in the area. I guess it just wasn’t home. Now one of the girls from the office stays at my place when I’m away. She isn’t allowed dogs in her building so she looks forward to my trips.”
    “One of the girls,” Sarah repeated with one eyebrow raised.
    “What?”  
    “Girls?”
    “Okay, one of the women,” he said, adding, “And she’s just a friend.”
    “I wasn’t going to ask.”  
    The waiter arrived at the table, “Will you be having dessert or cocktails? Tonight’s dessert special is New York style cheesecake with cherries or blueberries. But quite frankly all the desserts are special here at Pierre’s.” The waiter’s name was Bob. A tall, thin man who enunciated more clearly than any man Scott had ever met.  
    “Bob, dinner was great and I couldn’t eat another bite. Sarah, would you like anything else?”
    She looked directly into Bob’s eyes saying, “No thank you.”
    “Very well,” Bob said. “Then if you’ll just sign here. Mr. Andrews has left instructions to forward the bill to his office, so I will say good night and thank you.”
    Scott signed the bill and handed it back.
    He got up from his chair and as Sarah retrieved her purse from the floor beneath her, he walked to her left to help her up. She smiled and told him she needed to use the ladies room before they left. She disappeared behind a swinging door, with the word “Mesdemoiselles” written in the same script as the awning out front. He leaned against the wall as nonchalantly as he could, waiting for her return.  
    He was checking his watch when she came out. It was nine thirty-nine.  
    “I wasn’t that long, was I?” she asked.  
    She looked beautiful. He was once again aware of the way her jacket cradled her breasts. The V-shape made by her lapels seemed to be saying “look here” and he found it hard not to listen. The slender cut of her slacks, hemmed to accommodate her heels, combined with the vertical pinstripes made her legs look five feet long.  
    “Not at all.” He put his hand gently on her shoulder and motioned her toward the exit.
    They walked quietly across the parking lot to the Charger, parked strategically under a light. Scott crouched down looking along the lines of the car. He scoured it from the hood to the trunk lid.
    “What are you looking for?” Sarah asked.
    “Sometimes tiny dents stand out better in artificial light.”
    Returning to the front of the car, he reached his hand into the grille and released the hood latch. He lifted the hood and began to inspect the machinery within.
    “Is something wrong?” Sarah asked.
    “Not a thing,” he said. “Everything looks great.”
    Sarah stood beside him as he admired the source of the Charger’s power. It was spotless. Black hoses glistened as though polished. Red wires fanned out from the distributor. Large letters on the breather spelled SIX PACK.  
    “What’s a six pack?” she asked, pointing.
    “It has three two barrel carburetors,” he answered without looking up. “It wasn’t available in the 69 but it is a fine engine.” He reached into his pocket, and pulled out the keys. Holding them out he asked her to start it up. She took the keys and got in.  
    Scott was leaning on the car with
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