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“What do you say we run to town for a coffee before the shop closes? We still have about an hour or two before we really start investigating.”
That and I was eager to put distance between us and the lake.
“I’m in. We should probably get some snacks, too. There’s a long time between dinner and breakfast if we’re going to stay up all night.”
We went back inside to bundle up a bit better before trekking across town.
Fifteen minutes later, we were slipping into the coffee shop. They still had about thirty minutes before closing.
The same barista was behind the counter and grinned when she saw us.
“I had a feeling you’d be back. Though I hear Logan can make a mean espresso up there at that castle,” she said as we approached the register.
There was only one other person there, somebody tapping away at a laptop, not even bothering to turn when she called us over.
“Tonight’s our first night of investigation. We need all the caffeine we can get,” Brea admitted around a yawn.
She put in an order, adding extra shots of espresso to everyone’s coffees. It would be needed. It had been a while since we’d pulled a late night.
“Do you guys want any pastries before I toss them for the night?”
“Oh, don’t toss them. Whatever you’ve got left, just ring it up for us,” I said.
She gave me a funny look. “Are you sure? That’s a whole lot of pastries.”
“Oh, you’d be surprised how much they can eat,” Brea said. “Plus, I’ve got my eye on a few of those scones.”
“All right,” the barista said, ringing everything up before she got to work boxing up the pastries. When she finished, we had three full pastry boxes and a carrier for all of our coffees. I paid, tipping her well.
“Well, I’d say that takes care of snacks,” she said. “We can’t exactly tuck a pumpkin muffin into our bag as we walk through this place.”
“Watch me.”
She rolled her eyes before taking a long sip of her coffee. I wrapped my arm around her and she tucked herself into my side.
“Come on, angel, we’ve got some ghosts to talk to tonight.”
“No, tonight’s about investigating,” she countered. “I won’t be talking to any ghosts unless I have to.”
“I’m still glad we warded our wing. It’ll be nice to be able to go collapse onto our beds and not have ghosts yanking us out of bed at night.”
“Or us waking up at random places,” she said.
That had only happened to us one time during a lighthouse investigation. There was an old naval ship and we’d all woken up in different places.
It was probably the scariest thing that ever happened to us as ghost hunters. It delved a little further into the supernatural than most.
Once was more than enough.
We were walking past the police station and I glanced over. For a quick flash, I thought I saw something looking out the window at us.
It wasn’t the pale ghosts like I saw at the lake, but a flash of something dark. A shadow dancing out of the corner of my eye. It was gone as quickly as it appeared.
Brea was looking ahead and hadn’t even noticed the figure. I didn’t bother to bring it up either.
As we continued through town my eyes swiveled from building to building and I swear the shadows taunted me the entire walk.
There was far too much activity in this town for it to just be a simple coincidence. We could say that Bellmore had plenty of history, but all towns had history.
