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Acknowledgements I thank my son Adam for his proofreading skills. In Memory of my Sister Judy 23rd November 1951 - 20th May 2007Please Note: This Book is Written in UK English not US English.
PrologueThe observer watched the couple exit the house across the street. He watched themembrace and share a passionate kiss. The lovey, dovey display from the couple wasabsolutely sickening. The observer thought he might vomit from the sheer sugarysweetness of the couple. He watched as the woman waved her lover goodbye and thenshe went back inside the house.It was time to make a move, the observer thought. It would be dawn shortly and hewanted to get this over-with long before then.He quietly exited his car and slipped across the road. He entered the yard of the houseand crept around to a side window. The observer watched as the woman cleared up theroom. She was a beautiful young woman and the man could see what the other man sawin her. But she was a problem. One he needed to deal with, now.He crept back to the front door and dug a key from his coat pocket. He silently unlockedthe door, eased it open and slipped inside, quietly clicking the door shut. The man stoodfor a moment, listening. He could hear the young woman humming a tune. She soundedhappy. Well, that wouldnt last long. Not when he was finished with her.The observer crept along the passageway of the house. He stopped at the edge of theliving room doorway and carefully peered around the corner to see where the womanwas. He saw her just leaving the room to enter the kitchen.He slipped stealthily into the living room and with arms folded, stood waiting for thewoman to return. His heart kicked up a notch. It was always the same when he wasabout to enter a confrontation. The man didnt have to wait long. He could hear hercoming back as the humming got louder.She didnt see him immediately upon entering the room and he had the opportunity toreally see her properly for a few seconds. She looked positively radiant. The man felt amoments guilt at what he was about to do but quickly pushed it away. He had to do this.It felt like slow motion as he watched her turn and see him. For a second it seemed likeshe was frozen and then the glass of water she was holding slipped from her fingers andshattered on the floor. She screamed."Oh my God, what are you doing here?" She looked frightened, with wild eyes flashing athim."I want to talk to you." The observer thought it was amusing that she was so freaked out.He grinned at her but it came out more like a sly smirk. He moved towards her and sheshrank back away from him until her legs hit the chair and gave out from underneathher. She plopped down into the chair, staring up at him."What do you want to talk about? I dont think we have anything to say to each other.""Well, really I just want to do the talking and I want you to do the listening."He thought it was funny that she looked so confused. As she was about to say somethinghe held up his hand to stop her."And when I have said what I have to say, you will do what I tell you to do. No.Questions. Asked. O.K?" The woman looked terrified. When she didnt answer, the mangot down in her face and yelled, "O.K?"
She just nodded her head, too scared to do anything else."Great!" The man was very pleased with himself. "Now what I want you to do is verysimple. Very simple indeed."The man paced back and forth the length of the room. The woman just sat watching himwith wide, terrified eyes. He swung around quickly and stared at her making her jump.He grinned a little, he was starting to get into this."What I want you to do is..." Chapter OneRosslyn James stopped the car at the top of the hill and looked down upon the town shehad grown up in. She looked at the town entrance sign and grimaced - Welcome toTempest Beach, Home of the Storm Chaser Surf Carnival, Population 5,100 . The townpopulation had certainly grown since shed left. She wondered if there would be any oneleft that she knew or if theyd all moved on by now.Tempest Beach was a blip on the Australian coastline and was so named because of thespectacular storms that were produced there. Today it didnt disappoint as the greystorm clouds were rolling in fast over the sea. The clouds looked angry and theyappeared to hang heavy in the sky. The ocean was whipped to a frenzy as the wild windgusted. That at least hadnt changed.She hadnt been back here for ten years and hadnt intended to ever come back. Theonly reason she was here now was because of the frantic phone call shed received fromold Mr. Jarvis about her sister, Kerry.Mr. Jarvis had been their neighbour when growing up and had been very good friendswith her parents. When her parents had died suddenly in a car accident eleven years agohed become like a surrogate father to Rosslyn and Kerry. The girls had only beennineteen and seventeen, with Rosslyn being the older of the two.As Kerry was the only one left living in the family home hed been keeping an eye on herever since Rosslyn had been gone. He had been giving Rosslyn occasional updates on theyounger woman for some time now as she and Kerry hadnt been on speaking terms.Theyd had an argument over some trivial, stupid thing that sisters tend to fight aboutand hadnt spoken to each other for several months. Each woman had been waiting forthe other to reach out and apologise but pride had kept them from talking.When hed rung out of the blue and told Rosslyn that he hadnt seen Kerry for severaldays and he was getting worried, she had packed a few things and set out for TempestBeach immediately.As Rosslyn sat gazing down upon the familiar landscape she was overwhelmed withfeelings that she had long thought buried. Thered been a good reason she had left thistown and there was a good reason she hadnt intended to ever return. But now it seemedthat fate had had other ideas.Rosslyn wasnt sure she could do this. But the thought of her missing sister pushed her toput the car into gear and propel it down the hill into the town as the first fat raindropshit the windscreen.…................
Detective Russell MacCall, or Mac as he was known around town, was having the dayfrom hell. Hed been out and about all day trying to clean up several petty robberies. Hehad his suspicions about who the culprits were but he had no evidence to make anarrest. It would just be a matter of waiting for the right circumstances to crop up sothat he could catch them at it.Interview after interview yielded no results. Nobody saw anything, or knew anything andit was so damn frustrating.He also had a problem to deal with back at the police station. Hed had severalcomplaints about his Sergeant, Harry Brandt. It seems that he had gotten a bit slack overtime and was now cutting corners in investigations. That was not a conversation he waslooking forward to. Harry could be a bit fractious at times. You would never know whatmood you might find him in.Mac decided to call into the local café for a coffee before heading back to the TempestBeach Police Station. The longer he could put it off, the better. Feeling a little happierhe turned his vehicle in the direction of the café. The thought of a good cup of coffeehad lifted his spirits. Hell, he might even have one of the cafés famous blueberrymuffins to go with it.…................As Rosslyn pulled the car into the driveway of her childhood home she thought that theoutside of the house was much the same as she remembered it. Painted white, thehouse was a two story structure with a porch that ran the length of the front and aroundto one side. She remembered many happy hours spent on that porch as a youngsterplaying with her sister and the other neighbourhood kids.Rosslyn lifted her head upwards to look at the second story window that had once beenher room. Her eyes misted over as she was assaulted with memory after memory of agreat childhood, as well as the not so great memory of her parents untimely death.Lightning split the sky and thunder rumbled almost immediately after, making her jump.She wasnt sure what it was in particular, but this place had the ability to turn her into abundle of nerves.And of course, there was the memory of Dennis Armstrong, her first love. She shudderedat the thought. Love wasnt exactly what theyd shared though. Oh, shed thought theywere in love but Dennis had other ideas when hed....NO! She couldnt go there. It was bad enough being here without her parents or Kerry.She couldnt face what Dennis had done right now, she had to be strong just to walkthrough that front door and face the emptiness of the house.After several more flashes of lightning and cracks of thunder the storm died down.Rosslyn nearly jumped out of her skin when someone tapped on her window. She lookedup with startled eyes to see the concerned face of Mr. Jarvis looking back at her. Sheopened the car door and quickly climbed out."Oh, thank goodness, Ros. Im so glad youre here." The older man put a hand on hershoulder in a comforting gesture."Oh, Jarvie. Its so good to see you." She launched herself into his arms and he huggedher close. Ros was embarrassed to find that she was perilously close to tears. She quicklypulled herself together and leaned back to take a good look at Jarvie. Hed aged quite abit in the last ten years and she realised that he was probably well into his seventies bynow.
She slowly pulled away from him and turned to shut the car door. She retrieved herluggage from the trunk of the car and slowly made her way up the steps to the frontdoor.Ros was aware of Jarvie following behind her. She was glad of his presence as this wasgoing to be very difficult.She slowly inserted the key into the lock and turned it. She felt like she was moving inslow motion as she put her hand on the door knob. She slowly turned it and the doorcreaked open.Ros looked at Jarvie and he nodded his head towards the opening. Taking this to meanthat she should go inside, she put one foot over the threshold and paused slightly beforebringing the other foot over. She walked a couple of paces forward, leaving just enoughroom for Jarvie to follow her in.Jarvie closed the door and they both stood in the entryway seeming not to know what todo now.Ros looked at Jarvie, took a deep breath and then nodded her head, mentally givingherself a push to keep moving forward. They entered the living room and Ros stoppedshort. There on the coffee table was Kerrys laptop, open but asleep, as if waiting for itsowners return at any moment. Beside the laptop was a pile of papers. There was also aused plate and cup. It was like Kerry had just stepped out for a moment.Rosslyn felt like someone had punched her in the stomach. It really hit her that hersister was missing. That she wasnt there to greet her. She dropped her bag and floppeddown into one of the chairs, dropping her head into her hands. She could feel heraccelerated heart rate and she was breathing much too quick. A panic attack was in themaking and she tried to get herself under control before it could get a hold of her.She tried breathing deeply to steady herself, like shed been taught in her counsellingsessions. After a while she felt herself calming down a bit and lifted her head. Jarviewas looking at her with concern."Are you okay?" he asked her with worry lacing his voice."I am now. Just a bit of a panic attack. I get them when Im stressed. And walking in hereseeing Kerrys stuff... well, it just hit me, you know, that she isnt here."Jarvie nodded, understanding. "So what do we do now?" he asked."Im not too sure. Do you know if the police are investigating or what?"Jarvie screwed up his face in disgust. "I went and saw Harry Brandt when I realised Ihadnt seen Kerry around for a few days, but he just fobbed me off. Said she was agrown woman and that I was being a silly old fool."Ros could feel the anger welling up inside of her. "Really? Well, well just see about that,wont we? Id like to see him fob me off. I guess visiting the police station will be my firststop then."She sat thinking for a moment. "Do you know if Kerrys car is here?""No, I dont think it is, but I never checked.""Right."She rose from the chair with purpose, picked up her bag and dropped it down into thechair shed just vacated.She strode out of the room and followed the passageway into the kitchen and out the
back door. She ran across the back yard to the garage, the wet grass slapping at the legsof her jeans leaving wet spots in their wake.She pushed at the door of the garage and found it unlocked. She kept pushing until itopened wide enough for her to enter.There was no car.....To read the rest of the book please go to Amazon.comDirect Link to Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B007YSEFG6Would you like a FREE book? You can get The Silencer absolutely free fromKathrineEmrick.comThe Silencer: When Tommy decides hes had enough of being a hit man heassumes a new identity and heads to Tempest Beach to begin his new life. Therethings take a turn for the interesting when he meets a woman on the beach whois in dire need of his help.This short story is NOT available anywhere else. Go to KathrineEmrick.com