her own
troubles for a brief moment. “You enjoy working as a private
detective, Jeff?”
His bashfulness faded away with a firm
look. “The job’s very demanding and dangerous, but I love it.
Dallas is full of illegal activity because of the city’s massive
size.”
His rigid expression changed into a
quick smile. “I do still find time for fun now and then. You know
me. However, I’m considering moving back here. It’s less stressful,
and Dallas isn't home. Tell me more about your involvement with
Tristan and what’s been going on lately.”
Simra's excitement about Jeff and
Mandy's relationship vanished at the mention of her ex. She told
him about the recent events but left out the possibility of seeing
ghosts. Quint was the first person she mentioned. “Tristan and I
dated for six months and were engaged a year. His jealousy isolated
me from everyone after he proposed. Even after I broke it off, I
haven't felt safe. I didn’t discover his cruel secrets until the
last year.
"He made himself seem so perfect at
first, and he made me very happy. Then, I found out he sold drugs
for a living later. It's a mystery how the cops never suspected or
caught him. It's like he knew precisely how to fool them. No one
can deceive and manipulate a person the way he does."
Simra searched for Zach without finding
him and remembered what he said. "It's almost like Tristan's a
demon."
She pleaded with her friend. Not even
Zach could be trusted. "Please send someone to keep an eye on our
grandmother day and night. Quint's a major threat. Tristan’s
brother is also posing as a neurologist. Zach Hanley's threatening
to take Grandmother’s life.”
Mandy turned to Simra with reassurance
in her eyes. "No worries, Sim. Just point that scoundrel doctor out
to me at work. We'll have the cops arrest him right away for making
such horrible threats. We got it all under control. I'd like a word
with the crazed lunatic before he's sent to prison
though."
Simra felt somewhat better, but she
sensed none of this was under their control. They needed someone or
something powerful to protect all of them. She just didn't know who
or what it would be. God wouldn't do it. He didn't protect her
parents or grandparents for certain. Why should she trust Him to
protect her and her loved ones now?
Simra caught sight of Zach giving her a
slight frown in the far corner. She grasped Jeff's shoulder and
pointed to the doctor. "There's Tristan's brother! He's that tall
guy in the corner. He followed me here to tell me his
plans."
Jeff and Mandy both stood and looked
where she pointed. Jeff's gaze searched as if he didn't see him,
but Zach was still there. "I don't see anyone. Describe
him."
"Yeah, I don't either. Where is he?"
Mandy replied.
Simra's blood began to run cold. "He's
really tall and has Tristan's features."
Mandy and Jeff glanced at Simra and
looked at where she stared once again. Mandy turned and placed her
hand on Simra's shoulder. "Sim, are you all right? You're not
seeing ghosts again tonight, are you? There's no such
thing."
Jeff turned to them with questioning
eyes. "Ghosts?"
Mandy gave him a sympathetic look. "She
believes she saw Tristan's ghost today. I'm starting to wonder if
Tristan traumatized her. She just hasn't been herself since he did
all that damage."
Various emotions filled Simra. Rage,
fear, sadness, and confusion made her want to scream on that
crowded dance floor. There were still many buried dark secrets. One
thing was certain. Simra and her family were in great danger. She
didn't just imagine that threatening phone call from
Quint.
Chapter 3
"For God so loved the
world, that He gave His only Son, that whoever believes in Him
should not perish but have eternal life." - John 3:16
Simra's body grew stiff the longer she
gazed at Zach. People walked all around the man without appearing
to notice him. Most of them acknowledged Simra, Jeff, and Mandy
with warm smiles. Zach, on the other hand, was invisible.