I am diligently working on, Electric, The Aftermath, Book IV, a paranormal psychological thriller, in my series and decided to share a chapter here with you. Each book reads well as a stand alone, but to enjoy the full flavor, read each book, so that you might savor every moment that is Electric.
“Tzadkiel, what are we to do with the new arrivals?”
“We have to investigate. It is obvious that it wasn’t their time. They will need time to reorient themselves. Let them review their lives, before we have a debriefing and get this all sorted out.”
“Thank you, Tzadkiel. I will get them started.”
“And send Matatron, to watch over Gina Parrot and the whole situation before more calamity ensues.”
Gina was in a deep, drug induced sleep, as she nuzzled her face into officer Casey’s chest of thick curly black hair. The sound of the doorbell coupled with banging, slowly entered her mind, and gently rousted her from sleep. At first she snuggled further into officer Casey, blocking out the noise, pulling him in closer with her arm extended across his rock hard abs, as she slowly opened her eyes and snapped her mouth shut to the realization that she was in bed with a man! She violently pushed him away as she pushed herself back and out of his arms, still hearing the incessant ring and bang at the front door below. She looked wildly around the room, just as Officer Casey was waking up from his deep slumber.
“What is this?” Gina shouted, “Why are you in my bed? What happened?” she asked as she looked at the bedside clock to find that it was 9:30 a.m.
“Oh,” Officer Casey groggily replied as he grabbed the side of the waterbed to hoist himself up. “You were screaming in the night and when I came up to calm you down you asked me to stay with you. Nothing happened. Just calm down,” he said as the doorbell rang again and again.
Gina got out of the bed and grabbed her robe and looked at the fine physique of officer Casey’s muscled torso and strong arms, wearing plaid boxer shorts. She quickly averted her eyes and pulled the collar of her robe more tightly around her neck. “Ah, sorry, I was just shocked to find you here. Could you please put some clothes on,” She asked as the doorbell rang yet again.
“Who can that be and at this hour. Please get your clothes on,” she repeated as she walked through the bedroom door and down the stairs. Gina peered through the peephole of her front door to find Carlotta reaching for the doorknocker yet again. “Hold on, hold on,” Gina said as she unbolted the door and pushed down the latch. “What are you doing here?” Gina asked, making no effort to hide her disdain.
“Gina, honey, I am so sorry. I am so sorry. I have no excuse. I was drinking. I was drunk. I’m sorry. Please forgive me?” Carlotta said with arms extended to hug Gina.
“In front of my kids. In front of everyone, you carried on like that! At my husband’s funeral? IN FRONT OF MY KIDS!”
“I know. I know. I know and I am sorry, please forgive me Gina!”
“Oh, just come in.” Gina said as Officer Casey made his way down the stairs.
“What’s with the cop cars and that pink sheen on the house?” Carlotta asked soon distracted by the appearance of Officer Casey descending the stairs and then added, “Who’s this?” in her flirtatious tone extending her hand in greeting.
Gina rolled her eyes saying, “Officer Casey, this is Carlotta, a friend of mine. Officer Casey stayed with me last night because someone threw paint on my door and it turns out Vladimir had my entire house bugged. He is dead too!”
“What!” Carlotta exclaimed.
“Look, I am going to need some coffee if I am going to get through this, let’s head into the kitchen,” Gina said, as she left the room.
“So nice to meet you. Officer Casey, was it?” Carlotta asked.
“Yeah. Nice to meet you too,” Officer Casey said and grabbed her four fingers she proffered in greeting.
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