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What Happened to Judith Jane? (I)

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  I. Judith is Missing On the dreaded night of June 25th, 2019, Judith Eleanor Jane vanished without a trace. Four years quickly went by after the woman’s mysterious disappearance. Judith’s heartbroken friends never learned what happened to her. Her missing person’s case file went cold, tossed into a raggedy box and stored away in a dingy room with other missing cold case files. On the night Judith disappeared she had been out with work colleagues bar hopping to celebrate her recent promotion. Judith had invited her close friend Esme to come with, but the woman declined, even after persistent pleading on Judith’s behalf. She wasn’t the social butterfly type like her friend Judith was. Esme was a wallflower and had always been since the day she and Judith met. High energy social events made her deathly anxious. Although Esme was flattered Judith wanted her along for the ride, it just wasn’t for her. But had Esme known Judith wouldn’t have returned home that night, she would have gon...
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The Girl in the Wych Elm (XV)

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XV. A Knight of Swords  The NightCap was the partners’ refuge after every shift. The dinner became Nicolai’s and Hollis’ second home over the years. A haven where they could unwind and forget about the dark horrors of their jobs over a meal and drinks. Hollis’ patronage ended after Nicolai’s death. The NightCap had lost its appeal to Hollis without his partner across from him with that goofy, optimistic smile plastered on his face. The food lost its flavor without someone dear to share stories and laughter with. The light of the NightCap disappeared as the light inside Hollis did.   Fidgeting with the salt and pepper shakers, Hollis slumped lower in the booth as he reminisced about the good times he had with Nicolai. “You were always a little peculiar when it came to your food palette, Nicolai.” He chuckled low, addressing the vacant space across from him. Fifteen years after Nicolai’s passing, Hollis still had the man’s signature order memorized like the number to his old lan...
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The Girl in the Wych Elm (XIV) (III)

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  XIV. Dreams of Immortality Through a Dark Lens (III) The impending meeting with Lucia Lightwood had Angelo’s jitters going berserk. The woman was a snake, and Angelo knew it without needing concrete evidence to back his judgment. Good people didn’t exist among the High Families. Every last one of them was fucked up in some way, from Angelo’s view to say the least. But Lucia was the one person he disliked out of the others. She was always spewing “women’s empowerment” nonsense to her sister. Bogus words from the mouth of a bogus person. Angelo warned Maeve that climbing into bed with Lucia was a death sentence. He yelled the words in his sister’s ears until they made him hoarse. Lucia was an opportunist. The worst kind who was deceptive behind the scenes. One trait Angelo admired about Alexander and Ishmael: they backstabbed in your face and were honest about it. He and Maeve were no more pawns in Lucia’s game than they would have been in the hands of the other High Families. It w...
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