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Chapter78
DECKER AND THE HOUSE.
Again.
Where he’d found the bodies of his family. He couldn’t seem to stay away, even with everything else going on. It was a magnet and he was a chunk of metal.
His phone dinged. It was from the ME. As he read down the email, he learned that more sophisticated tests had been performed on the DNA found under Abigail’s fingernails. The results were shocking. It was confirmed that an additional set of DNA had been found under the nails, meaning a third partywasinvolved. But they conclusively ruled out that party being a blood relation to Meryl Hawkins.
So that leaves out Mitzi Gardiner. So who then? Who’s left?
As he sat in his car absorbing this, he suddenly pulled his gun and pointed it at the passenger window. At the figure who had appeared there. Then he lowered his weapon and unlocked the door.
Jamison climbed in and looked at him.
“Didn’t mean to startle you,” she said.
“Sure you did,” he groused. “But I could have shot you.”
“I have faith in your judgment, at least most times,” she replied, drawing a sharp glance from him.
He resettled his gaze on the house, even as his hands played nervously over the steering wheel.
“I guess you’re wondering what I’m doing here?” she asked.
“No, I’m just assuming that you thought you’d find me here when you went to the Residence Inn and I wasn’t there.”
“Well, you’d be wrong.”
He glanced at her again.
“I was herebeforeyou.” She pointed down the street. “My car’s right over there. I saw you drive in. And I’m not alone.”
Another figure appeared at the driver’s-side window and tapped on the glass.
An annoyed Decker unlocked the doors once more and Mars climbed into the backseat.
“So you were spying on me?” Decker said angrily.
“How could we be, when we got here first?” said Mars. “I just wanted to see your old home, Decker. It’s nice.”
Decker gazed out the window. “Itwasnice,” he said quietly. “The first and probably only home I’ll ever have.”
“Don’t be too sure about that,” said Mars. “Life throws you curveballs, you and I both know that.”
Decker glanced in the mirror at him. “And your point?”
“Never say never. You just don’t know. My future was death row. You think I ever thought I’d be here, today?”
“You were an unusual case, Melvin.”
Jamison snorted. “And you’re not?”
Decker fell silent and shifted his gaze to the house again.
It was late, but there was a light on in the upstairs on the left. That had been Molly’s bedroom. He supposed it might be the Hendersons’ little girl’s room now. He didn’t know why her light was on at this hour; maybe she was sick and her mother was tending to her.
He closed his eyes when powerful images and lights started to bombard him, like before. Their deaths spilling over him, threatening to bury him. He began to shake.
