Mysteries and Suspense Short Stories Collection by Tamikio L. Reardon (best ebook reader for ubuntu .TXT) 📕

I gagged to suck air as I could slowly feel my life starting to drain from me. With more effort of a fight suddenly the intruder let me go. Getting up quickly to turn on my lamp burst of light illumined the bedroom. Frantically looking around ready to protect myself there was nobody inside my room. Am I losing my mind? Someone is trying to kill me and he is in my home! Grabbing the phone I called the office and Wilson answered it. “Wilson!” “Chief hay how is you?” “I’m not good Wilson, are all you guys still down at the station?” “Why yea what’s wrong?” “I will tell you when I get down there.” “Ok I’ll see you then.” Hanging up the phone I freshened up and got dressed. I had to get out of this house. Someone was trying to kill me and then the person just disappeared. I could not live in my home like this. Driving to the station traffic was light for almost 10pm. Passing Burlington Lane again this time I looked to the right of the passenger’s side of my door and saw another car came crashing into me….again all lights were out….

 

I woke up in my car in the parking lot of the police station. Getting out of the car my had still had that groggy feeling and was pounding with pain, but it was bearable. The parking lot was empty accept for four cars and I did not see Detective Wilson’s car. He knew I was coming up here why would he leave? I need to talk to him. Entering the police station there were two deputies sitting at the front desk, Montana and Gregory. Neither of them looked up at me as I entered the office. What is this ignore me week? I sat down on the bench in the hallway next to the water fountain. As I looked up from messaging my head, I saw two orderlies coming down the hall. They were pushing a bed with what looked like to be a dead body on it. They were taking the body to morgue to be identified; this must be the body from the homicide yesterday. Maybe now I could get my chance to see who the victim was is. Waiting until the orderlies pass me by they too didn’t notice me sitting here on the bench this time I was grateful for this. I got up to follow the orderlies to the morgue and I hid behind the door. Montana and Gregory both followed the orderlies inside the morgues as well. I could get a clear view and clear hearing on the information about this homicide case finally. “This is so sad and so unfortunate for this to happen to such a good honorable person.” They all dropped their heads to mourn in silence. “What happened?” one of the orderlies asked. “Well he was coming home from work a last night it was around 11:30 or 12 midnight. Someone hit his car coming from the other side of the intersection on Burlington Lane. He was dead before police arrived. Standing listening to the information on the victim……my eyes widened and my mouth dropped opened. This sounds familiar where did I hear this story before…….the first orderly pulled back the white sheet from the dead victim…..oh my god nooooo! The dead victim was me lying on

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the table under the white sheet! Events of the last night started to come back. The car crash from the passenger’s side, the red, blue lights from the police car and the yellow tape with the dead body lying on the ground. I put my face in my hands. I was the dead victim in the car cash on Burlington Lane. Another sad tragic event here at the police station before the chief accident. Detective Barney Wilson died in a drive by shooting sitting in his police car one night three weeks prior to the chief. Falling back a few feet away from the door I felt myself bumping up against someone. Turning around to see who it was it was dark shadow from my home and living room. Backing away in the opposite direction still staring at the shadow, it started to transform into a recognizable shape and face. It was Detective Barney Wilson. I was frozen in disbelief my muscles were paralyzed I could not move in fear. He looked at me with an eerie deathly smile on his rotting face. “Hay chief how are you doing? Are you ready to come with me now?”

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Dead Gang: Parkway Children’s Asylum

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Dead Gang

Chapter 1

By Tamikio L. Reardon

 

The town is totally rundown someday I would escape this mud hole. This was all I could afford right now for my family and myself. I should have made wise choices before I got married, but Kellie and I already had a child on the way my daughter would be due in another month….in this hell hole. I loved Kellie so much I just could not risk losing her. We lived in an old rundown apartment on Ridge Lake and it was the best looking apartments in the whole entire town. Living in the ghetto is what one might call it black or white it really doesn’t matter. Kellie keeps saying that’s alright something better will come along I hate to really tell her that I can’t see this happening for us anytime soon. I do believe we are going to have to put our daughter up for adoption to make a better home for her…..I just can’t raise my child here in this dump. It’s going to hurt Kellie, but we have to do what is best for the little baby. We were newlyweds and both eighteen our parents didn’t approve of what we did so we ran away together two months ago found this place and we have been here ever since. I thought I could make this work, but with no jobs and being on assistance it’s not enough for the three of us. I refuse to go back home and live with my parents and they don’t approve of my baby and my wife. Kellie was asleep right now she was not feeling well earlier she need all the rest she could get. When she awakes I have to tell her we have to give up this place and the baby for a while until we can get up on our feet. There was rustling sounds coming from the bedroom. This dump only had one bedroom, a bath, living room and a dining room. I heard more noises coming from the bedroom this time I heard moaning. Getting up from the dining room table, I found my way through the thick darkness of the hallway that lead to the back room and flicked on the over head light switch. Dull dim light exploded from the bulb and it took some time to adjust. Kellie was sitting up on the edge of the bed she was in pain. I went over and sat down quickly besides her grabbing her hand. She looked up acknowledging it was me and put her head on my shoulder. “Honey what wrong?” I asked her. She was pale in the dim light and

 

 

 

 

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looked very weak. “I’m not feeling well I think I may have to go to the ER.” Dreading with a sigh, I would have to go across the hall and ask our neighbor to drive us to the ER. Kellie was to have the baby in another month maybe the baby would be here earlier. I got up and guided her to the front door of the apartment. We went across the hall to see if our neighbor was home. There was no answer at their door. I turned in panic to see her pains getting worse; I was sure now that the baby was on the way. I guided her back into our apartment and packed a few things we would have to walk to the hospital it was really five blocks away, but it was in the middle of dead winter. As we headed out the door, first early dark was just beginning to set in. It was freezing cold of about 15 degrees, but we had only five blocks to walk. Kellie was doubling over in tremendous pain now I had to take it easy with her as well as hurrying up to get to the ER with first dark falling and freezing cold. Ten minutes later, Kellie and I made it to the front entrance of the ER a nurse saw us and hurried out to met us with a wheelchair. I mentioned that Kellie was having a baby and she need help fast. I went up to the front desk to sign Kellie in and I had to wait in the waiting room for further assistance. Agonizing, I sat and watched the clock for thirteen to seventeen hours that day. Finally a nurse came out into the waiting room and led me into the back to where Kellie was. No, she led me to a big picture window …..there I saw my little baby girl sleeping soundlessly in the nursery. The nurse looked at me and smiled congratulated me on the arrival of my daughter. She was very chubby with rosy cheeks almost ten lbs. and seven oz. I turned to the nurse asking how was Kellie she smiled at me said she needed to rest and that they need to keep her for observation for at least two more days. I had to go home and spend two days wondering about my daughter and wife. After seventeen long hours in the hospital I started to walk home in the earliest parts of the morning. At least Kellie and the baby were warm and safe. It was still dark outside of about 4am in the morning I shoved my cold hands into my coat pocket and kicked at the snow which was about two inches high. Hurdling my head inside the collar of my coat I thought I heard footsteps behind me. I stopped to listen and then I turned around and saw no one behind me. Turning to walk again this time I speeded up my pace and again I heard footsteps behind me this time I heard several of them. I slowed my pace and started to turn around looking to catch who was behind me. There was a group of five teenagers walking a space distance. They all wore hoodies of black and grey and had their heads buried in their hoods. I could not see their faces it was if their faces were completely void empty of space hidden in their hoods. I begin to feel a wave of panic wash over me. Were they going to rob me? Hurt me or something worst? This was the roughest part of the neighborhood and also the only way to the hospital. I could hear the crunch of snow under their sneakers all different paces which sounded in all different directions. I continued to walk and this time faster I was not going to turn around again to look at them I had to get home and fast! Finally only a footstep away from the apartment complex I turned to look behind me again and they were gone.

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Day two it was 7pm in the afternoon the hospital called to tell me Kellie and the baby could come home. I had to walk again and pick up my wife and daughter. It was cold of about twenty five degree I dreaded having to walk home with my three day old daughter and wife in the cold. I have not heard or seen our neighbor in about five days all week I hope they were ok. Arriving at the hospital in twenty minutes which was still too