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

on the wall behind him, barely noticeable. He kept his back toward the picture because of the sad memory it held.         

There was an obnoxious knock on the door.         

“Come in!” he called.         

Evlyn and Chris worked their way into the room. “So,” Evlyn began, “Mittens goes missing, Little Sally calls in a catnapping, and you have us go to find the cat which by the way is back up in a tree, meowing to get down. Cormick, is this town that boring that the most action us cops see is a cat which manages to run off from his owner?”          

“Sadly, Evlyn…. Yes,” Cormick answered.         

“Really, captain?”         

Cormick sighed.         

“That’s lame.”         

“You know, boss,” Chris interjected, “I think that you need to create a fake missing person’s file so that way we can have something interesting to report.”         

Cormick stared at Chris. “And lose my job? Don’t think so.”         

“It was just an idea.”         

“Leanna’s right.” Evlyn’s attention had moved from her boss to her coworker. “You are a moron.” She turned her attention back toward Cormick. “Captain, can I get a new partner?”         

“Sorry, Evlyn,” Cormick answered. “You’re stuck with him. You two are yin and yang. He can be the idiot and you’re the smart one.”

 

          

Leanna and Calvin headed out of a movie theatre, hands locked together. The building was a deceit size for a movie theatre with movie postures lined on the walls and a ticket booth on each side of the long wide glass doors. “That was an awesome movie,” Leanna stated.         

“It was good. Hey, you want to go to the park or something?” Calvin asked.         

“Yeah.”         

Calvin walked Leanna toward the park which wasn’t far from the movie theatre. The path of the park curved around a small round fountain and met on the other side. The park benches were spread apart, keeping a good distance away from each other. Groups of trees and bushes were separated throughout the park. The couple kept on the grey concrete path. Streetlights were spread apart, making it perfect to stare into the dark blue velvet sky and see the beautiful silver stars sparkling and the silver round moon hanging in the middle of the sky.         

Two young guys, about two or three years older than the couple, found their way over to them. One guy was about twenty-two with short brown hair while the other was about twenty-three with a nice golden tan and pitch black hair.

“Hey, Calvin, Leanna, what’s up?” the older guy asked. He was somewhat muscular and attractive. He was bit of a player when it came to the girls.         

“Oh hello, Samual,” Leanna replied, unamused by the guy’s confidence.         

“Oh we just got back from the movies,” Calvin answered.         

“Ooo…. What movie?” Samual asked.         

“The prequel to the X-Men; it was pretty good.”         

“Ooo…. Man, you have to come hang with us,” the other guy replied. He was attractive but not as muscular like Samual was. He acted like a tough guy but his light brown eyes revealed a sweet and softer personality.         

“Sorry, Bradly. I’m with my future wifey.”         

“Awe…. I have you trained so well,” Leanna interrupted.         

“Man, you’re so whipped,” Samual spoke with a tone which meant that he wasn’t up to hang with a guy who let his woman win. “Come on, Bradly. Calvin’s lost his man hood because Leanna wears the pants in their relationship.”         

Leanna dropped her mouth in disbelief while Bradly began laughing.         

“You better take that back,” Calvin responded, feeling insulted by Samual’s words.         

“It’s true so I can’t. Sorry, man.”         

“Get out of my face, man.”         

“Come on, Bradly.”  Samual left while Bradly followed behind.         

Leanna turned her attention toward her fiancé.  “You are kind of whipped.”

 

          

The following day, Raymond and Nyght had met up with a real estate agent at a vacant two story house in a small but welcoming neighbor.  The real estate agent had red curly hair and looked to be about thirty years of age.  She wore a nice dress suit which consisted of a pair of grey dress slacks, a white dress shirt under a grey coat which matched the slacks, and a pair of black dress shoes.  The collar of the shirt was folded over the collar of the coat.  “And if you follow me into this room, Doctor and Mrs.  Miller. This is the kitchen,” the woman told them, leading them into a room.         

The kitchen was kind of a wide room.  The refrigerator sat next to the sink.  Above the sink was a window.  The oven was straight across from the sink.  The counter around the stove separated the dining room from the kitchen.  Two sliding glass doors had kind of shared the space of both the kitchen and the dining room.  In the furthest and darkest part of the kitchen was a small door for the little pantry.         

“This is a cute little place,” Raymond told Nyght, examining the room.  “Don’t you agree, honey?”         

Nyght nodded.         

“We’ll take it,” Raymond told the real estate agent.         

“Okay.  Well,” the woman replied, “follow me this way and we can talk business.”         

“Okay.  We want to stay here tonight.”         

“But nothing works right now, sir. Are you sure?”         

“Yes, ma’am.  We don’t want to bother that nice man at the hotel and besides we just want to be somewhere that we’re going to call home.”         

“Okay.  If you insist, now come with me to fill out the paper work.”

 

          

That night, Raymond stood in the empty guest room.  The only thing in the room at the moment was a small window which sat at the far end of the room along the wall.  Nyght walked into the room and looked around.  “Tonight, honey,” Raymond told her.  “That woman who we bought the house from. She’s one of them.  Get ready.  The job starts tonight.”

Nyght kind of bowed her head then quickly left the room.         

“Be careful, honey!” Raymond called after her.

 

          

Chris, Leanna, and Evlyn waited in the office for calls.  They figured that they weren’t going to get anything interesting but they had to work anyways.         

“So, anyways he says to the girl, ‘No you’re not supposed to be here.’  It was her house. Man, my neighbors are jerks to each other,” Chris said.         

Leanna and Evlyn laughed.         

“That’s so horrible,” Leanna replied.

 

          

Nyght waited in the shadows, watching the lights turn off.  Once she knew the coast was clear, she made her way into the real estate agents house.  She wore a black out fit with a hood and a mask which covered her nose and mouth.  She had two small swords in two small but long sheaths on her back which crossed over each other making an X and a longer samurai sword which she had placed in the sheath which had gone straight down her back.  She wore a belt which held a couple of small daggers which ninjas would carry and pouches which held shuriken or ninja stars.  The black hood she wore was attached to what had appeared to be some sort of cape.         

She used the moonlight to guide her through the dark house till she found her way to the bedroom.  She pulled out a dagger, stepping closer toward the room.  She twirled the small knife in her hand, waiting.  She closed her eyes and listened to the light breathing coming from the room.  She silently opened the door and worked her way over to the sleeping woman, careful to not wake her.         

Using the dagger, she stuck the blade into the woman’s neck and slid it through her body.  She twirled the dagger in her hand then looked at the bloody blade.  She turned her attention toward the window then left.

Things Get Interesting

The following morning, Evlyn relaxed in her reclining movable office chair, bored stiff.  The most exciting thing for her to do was to fall asleep.  The phone began ringing.  She figured it was nothing but still had to answer it because of the fact that it was her job.  She picked up the phone, placing it next to her ear.  “Hello…. This is the police department…. What?!  Really that’s awesome!  I mean not the fact that she’s dead but this is just shocking news…. Hard to explain.”         

Chris listened to the conversation and worked his way over to Evlyn’s desk, interested to know what was going on.  “What was that all about?” he asked.         

“Miss Kennedy, the real estate agent, was found dead this morning.  Someone had taken a knife and cut her open.  That’s great news!  I mean not that because she’s dead but because this is our first murder in ages.  It’s exciting!”         

“Then we better go and check out the crime.”         

“One step ahead of you,” Evlyn replied, jumping out of her chair which rolled backwards.

 

          

Evlyn and Chris arrived at the crime scene.  Yellow crime scene tape blocked off the two story house.  Black and white cop cars sat off to the sides while a group of police officers held back nosy neighbors who were trying to find out what was going on.         

Leanna and Cormick met the other two cops at the door.

“Can we see the body, captain?” Evlyn asked, eager to learn more.         

“Actually,” Cormick replied, “we were waiting on you two to get here so we could head upstairs.  We haven’t seen the body yet so we don’t know how gruesome it is.”

 

          

Nyght woke up and worked her way downstairs then walked into the living room.  Raymond sat in one of the only two chairs in the house, reading a newspaper.  “Apparently, there’s a pack of werewolves in Westfield, Massachusetts. I’m reading about them right now.  It’s quite interesting,” he told his wife.

 

          

The four cops found their way to Miss Kennedy’s bedroom and walked in.  The room was a deceit size.  It wasn’t too big or too small but it was perfect size for a single woman.  A wide dresser sat next to the door the cops had walked in from.  The bed was across from them, filled with the blood and the dead corpse lay on top of it.  The stench of