CHAPTER SIX HUNDRED and FIFTY-NINE
“Maybe that’s a glancing wound?” Bob shrugged. “Honestly, I don’t know — maybe he hit someone with the stock of his shotgun.”
For a moment, they all stared at the wall and ceiling.
“Do we know who the shooter is?” Ava asked.
“No,” Fran said. “Not according to the file. They don’t know the guy by the door and the woman that was shot mid-apartment. They didn’t follow up with the hospitals. Honestly, it looks like they just figured it was druggies and hippies. They didn’t work very hard on this.”
“Okay,” Ferguson said. “I’ll call my team. Ava, can you and your team stay?”
“Sure,” Ava said. “The Evil Wizard will be pissed if we just wander off.”
“I can’t believe you call him that,” Ferguson said.
“You made it up, boss,” Ava said with a grin.
“I will never admit to that!” Ferguson said, firmly, but he grinned. “Alright, out of my crime scene. My team’s waiting for us at Pete’s. I’ll call them.”
“Remind them about the masks,” Jacob said.
“I will do just that,” Ferguson said. “Come on, let’s get some air.”
Ferguson was such a force of will that everyone stopped what they were doing and followed him out of the apartment. He led them out to the backyard.
“Just breathe for a while,” Ferguson said.
He gave them a nod and left to get his team.
“Well?” Ava shrugged.
“That was fun,” Leslie said. She turned to Jacob. “Do you think that the ghosts will go away now?”
“I hope so,” Jacob said. “I really hope so.”
“Nelson?” Ava asked. “That’s four bodies. Do we know where the others are?”
“Sure,” Nelson said. “Do you want to press on or wait for Ferg’s team to finish before we go into a new one.”
Ava looked off into space.
“Why don’t you help us harvest for a while?” Delphie asked. “That’s such grim work. You probably need a break. We can use the help. Alex is over there picking tomatoes. And John’s in the trees. Looks like Alex’s French sister is here! Do you know her Ava?”
Ava shook her head.
“Time to make some new friends,” Delphie said. “You can just set your stuff over there. I’ll let you know when it’s time to look at the other spaces.”
“Um, Jacob?” Leslie asked.
“How can I help?” he asked.
Denver Cereal continues tomorrow...
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