Sylent Nyght, Amber Riel [bill gates books recommendations TXT] 📗

is it?”         

“Four O’clock in the afternoon.”         

“That late?  Man, I need to wake up.  Hey, can you come over for a bit?”         

“Yea sure.”         

Evlyn smiled.  “Thanks, Riley.”

 

          

Chris had a nice hot cup of coffee to keep him awake, thinking.  Kiley and Jayden walked over to him.  They had been back and forth, trying to figure out how the murderer had escaped the night before and trying to get evidence to help the forensic team to go over.  “Hey, man, what’s up?” Jayden asked.         

“Waking up. Did either of you have any luck last night looking for that mime?” Chris asked.          

“If you mean mute, then no,” Kiley replied.         

“It’s crazy how she just disappeared. It’s as if she turned invisible or something. She just vanished. She vanished into the night,” Jayden replied.         

“I’ve been thinking. She grabbed my arm and her grip felt as if she were dead. You know how when you touch a dead person,” Chris explained, “they feel like they were stuck in a freezer for hours. That’s how her grip felt and her grip felt strong. Stronger than a body builder’s. It’s strange. Ice cold, strong grip. Then she had to shoot herself in the head to prove that she can’t die. That’s not human. That’s not human at all. It’s so strange. I don’t know. What if this is all just a strange dream?”         

“Not a dream…. A nightmare. And besides there’s no way that all of us cops are having the same dream. That’s crazy,” Kiley replied.

 

          

Later that night, Nyght snuck into the Willis’s house, went to the baby’s room, and took down the crib then brought it to her and Raymond’s house.  She made her way back to the neighbors’ house and took everything else they needed, ranging from food to diapers and even grabbed the birth certificate.

 

          

The next day, Raymond noticed the baby’s things and he was kind of confused.  He searched through everything, trying to figure out how everything had gotten there.  “Um…. Honey…. Where did all this stuff come from?” he asked, figuring out that somehow his wife was the reason for it all.         

Nyght smiled, holding the baby in her arms.         

“Did you go shopping?”         

Nyght’s smile grew.         

“You went back to the Willis’s house, didn’t you?”         

Nyght nodded.  Rocky kind of barked almost like he knew what was going on.         

“Of course.”         

Nyght took one hand and revealed a piece of paper.  She handed it to her dear sweet husband.         

“What’s this?” the man asked, taking the paper with curiosity.  He opened it and read what had been typed.  “Stephan James Willis Junior. Mother: Wanda Christine Willis. Father: Stephan James Willis Senior. Of course,” Raymond spoke sarcastically, “he’s named after his father who’d have guessed. So you went back for the birth certificate…. And came back with extra stuff as well. Of course. I’m going to have to fix the crib now too. Thanks, honey.”  He walked over to Nyght and kissed her forehead.  “I’ll go and start working on the crib.”  He began to leave the room.  “Did you grab his stroller too?  We’re going to need it for when we leave for a few weeks and his car seat as well.”         

Nyght smiled while Raymond left the room.

 

Fooled

Evlyn and Riley hung out in Evlyn’s living room.  It wasn’t the smallest room in her house but it wasn’t the biggest room either.  A plaid couch sat against the left wall opposite of the entertainment center and television set.  A small dark red coffee table sat in the middle of the room, separating the couch from the entertainment center.  A red bulgy chair sat slated on the right side of the couch.  The couple shared the couch.         

“Sounds like you had a busy night,” Riley said.         

“Tell me about it.  It was so crazy.  The events keep playing in my head,” Evlyn replied.         

A knock from the front door interrupted their conversation.         

“I’ll be right back.”  Evlyn stood up and walked over to the door.  She opened it and found Bradly standing there with lovely dark red roses.         

“Hey, Evlyn…. I figured you could use some company,” Bradly spoke with a flirtatious tone.         

“Hello, Bradly.”  Evlyn’s voice revealed that she wasn’t amused.         

“These are you,” the young man replied, handing the roses to the girl.         

“Thank you but I can’t accept those.  Especially because my boyfriend’s here….”         

“What?  Boyfriend?  You cheating on me now?”         

Evlyn shot a confused look at Bradly.  “Since when were we ever dating?”         

“You know that night at the…. Um…. One place….”         

“Leave, Bradly.”         

“But, baby, can’t we just work this out.  It’s cool.  We don’t have to be exclusive.  I mean it’s okay if you want to have another guy on the side.  Heck, I’ll have other girls.  It works out for me.  I mean us.”         

“Le-ave…. No-w….”         

“But I---”         

Riley worked his way over toward the other two and wrapped his arm around Evlyn.  “Hey, Bradly, what’s up?”         

“Riley?  Really?  What’s he got that I don’t got?”         

“Please leave, Bradly,” Evlyn replied.         

“Just go, man,” Riley agreed.         

“I hate you now, man.  We are no longer friends.  I gave you a nice Christmas card and this is how you treat me?  You go and steal my girlfriend.  Yea I see how you are.  See if I send you a Christmas card this year, man.”         

Evlyn closed the door.  “Bye, Bradly,” she spoke with sarcasm.         

Riley kind of laughed.         

“Sorry about that.  He thinks that we’re dating.  I don’t know why.”         

“He’ll get over it.  Believe me.  I knew him a long time.  He’ll get over it and he’ll find someone new.”         

Evlyn smiled.  “I hope so because I can’t stand him.  He’s so annoying.”         

Riley grabbed Evlyn’s hand and pulled her closer to him.  They shared a kiss.

 

          

Nyght stood in a small empty bedroom, held the baby in her arms, and watched Raymond work on the crib.  It had taken him hours to work on but time meant nothing to them.  Once he finished, he stood and turned toward his lovely wife.  “It’s different having a baby around again.”  He picked up the mattress and placed it into the crib.  “There.”  He held his arms out.  “Let me see him.”         

Nyght handed the baby to Raymond.         

“Hello.  We’re going to make your stay with us as if you were at home with your real parents.  I will tell you.  You can’t replace the son we lost but we are going to take care of you as if you were him.  We’re going to tell you stories about our past and adventure from Europe to America.  The time periods we lived through.  As you grow, you’re going to think that they’re just stories but believe me there’s more truth to them than to anything else that people would tell you.”  A smile grew on the man’s face while he continued to talk.  “You’re going to grow up and get married and have children of your own.  You’re going to live life until,” his gaze moved to Nyght and his smile turned into a frown while he spoke, “we have to put you in your grave.  Why did you have to bring him here, Nyght?  Knowing that we’re going to lose him someday, just like we lost…. Why?”         

Nyght looked at the baby while sadness filled her eyes.         

Raymond used a hand to lift up her chin.  “I’m sorry, honey.  But we both know what’s going to happen… what’s going to happen to Rocky… what’s going to happen to Stephan… it’s going to hurt.  You and I both know it.”         

A loud thunderous knock from the front door filled the entire two-story house.         

“That must be Cormick again.  Go downstairs.  Open the door.  Invite him in.  And let him question you about the murders.  I’ll be down there as soon as I place the baby in his crib…. Okay?”         

Nyght nodded then hurried out of the room without hesitation.

 

          

Cormick and Leanna stood at the door, waiting for someone to answer.  “Why are we here?” the young cop asked, kind of worried.  “She and Raymond seem so nice.  Why do we have her as a suspect, Cormick?” 

“Because she’s the only mute in town… besides,” Cormick replied, “I don’t want to suspect her as a murderer either but it’s our job, Leanna.  Maybe she’s not.  Hopefully, she’s not but it’s in the job.”         

“I just hate thinking that the new couple in town are the two we have to worry about the most.  It’s not right.”         

The door opened and Nyght stood in the entryway.         

“Nyght Miller?” Cormick asked.         

Nyght nodded.         

“Can we come in?”         

Nyght nodded again and stepped out of the way.  The two cops worked their way in and Nyght closed the door.  The mute had both cops follow her into the living room.         

Raymond walked in from the hallway, wearing a warm welcoming smile on his face.  “Hello, Cormick…. Leanna…. Are you here to search the house?”         

“No.  I don’t have a search warrant and I don’t feel like I’m going to really need one,” Cormick answered.  “I just want to ask Nyght a few questions and that’s it.”         

“Okay well take a seat.  Do either of you want something to eat or drink while you’re here?”         

“No thank you.  I ate before we got here and I’m not thirsty.”         

“I will like some water please?” Leanna asked.         

“No problem.  Honey, would you like anything?”         

Nyght shook her head.         

“Okay.”  The friendly doctor left the room.         

Nyght sat in a chair while Cormick and Leanna each sat on the couch.         

“So, Nyght,” Cormick began, “we understand that you and Raymond are both new to town…. Um…. We also understand that you’re a mute.”         

Nyght nodded.         

“Okay.  Were you…. Hm…. Were you involved in any of the murders?”         

Nyght shook her head.         

“Okay.