[ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
were about. Willie liked when Faith was around mostly because she was fun and
she made Shawn laugh. Then she went away, now she was back and this made
Willie very happy.
***
Stewart, Massachusetts October 2003
"Somehow I'd thought it would be bigger," Carey commented wryly while she and
Rishi unloaded his equipment from the rented Chevy. "You know after all the
hype," she added each of them studying the aging manor. Whispering Pines may
not have been as foreboding as she had feared it would; the old homestead
still filled her with an uneasy feeling.
"Wait until we go inside," Kyle stammered as he checked his camera.
Page 163
ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.html
"Kyle," Freddie, who was acting as the director on the shoot, cautioned him.
Freddie was eager to get her feet wet. The young, dark skinned woman had
literally jumped at the chance to act as the second unit director on the
shoot. "Now we don't know if anything is going to happen," she offered light
heartedly in an effort to calm the police officers.
"You haven't been here before," Kyle fussed grabbing an extra battery pack.
"You've been here before?" Carey eagerly inquired.
"Yeah I was on the team last Halloween," Kyle confessed with a hard swallow.
"I saw the whole freak show up close and personal. I thought, when I signed on
for the second unit, I wouldn't have to go back in there."
"What exactly is a second unit?" Carey inquired intrigued by the young
cameraman's agitation.
"Well you know when you watch a movie or a television program and the lead is
riding through the woods or something like that and you can't quite see the
actor clearly," Freddie began. "That stuff is usually filmed by the second
unit. We're the smaller crew that films the extra bits so the main crew can
work on more important aspects."
"We're filler," Carey teased Rishi who snorted in response. "That would
explain why there are only four of us."
"Five," Freddie corrected as a late model SUV pulled up the lengthy driveway.
"Miss St. James, I'm Freddie Stillman," she earnestly greeted the brunette as
she climbed out of her car.
"A pleasure," Delia offered as she shook the younger woman's hand. "Detective
Jessup," she warmly greeted Carey.
"Miss St. James, it is nice to see you again," Carey politely responded. "This
is my colleague, Dr. Kapoor. He is with the CSI division."
"Doctor," Delia greeted the scientist brightly. "I hope the two of you can
find something that will finally help."
"We will do our best," Rishi promised as he unrolled a copy of the original
plans for the large home.
Carey studied Delia and Rishi carefully looking for some clue that the two
might be distant relatives. There were small similarities in their features
and mannerisms that might be a link, still she could just be imagining it.
"I've gone over all of the old case files and I would like to start with
retracing the steps the original witnesses went through on the morning in
question," she finally offered to the others.
"This is wrong," Rishi noted studying the old blue prints carefully.
"What do you mean?" Carey questioned peering over the smaller man's shoulder
looking from the old blue prints up to the house. She couldn't understand what
was bothering her friend. "It looks the same."
"It isn't," Delia interjected. "Whoever drew up those plans did not build this
house."
"How can you tell?" Carey inquired completely confused, her untrained eye
missing what the others could clearly see.
Page 164
ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.html
"Little things," the architect tried to explain. "The house is bigger for
starters, the front porch is different and there isn't a widow's walk. See?"
She added pointing to the plans. "Though I could understand skipping that I
doubt Anna would have been pacing the walk waiting for the Captain's return.
If I had to guess I'd bet the real designer was Benjamin Willis. He was a ship
builder and had connections to the family. The design is similar to other
houses he built. My only guess is that he was fired during construction and a
new designer was brought in."
"Fascinating," Freddie sighed wearily. "We need to get started before we lose
the light. Kyle started filming. We should get some shots of the garden since
the sheriff thought the bodies were buried there."
"They weren't," Carey cut in. "Fine, why don't we retrace what happened. The
staff arrived on the morning of October 31st, 1916. They wouldn't have entered
through the front door. They went around the side of the house," she began as
Kyle lifted his camera and started filming her. The others followed as she led
the group around to the side of the house. "Ned Brown and Terrance Landry, the
only men on the staff, headed around this way. Terrance went straight to the
barn."
"It was torn down before I was born," Delia supplied. "From what I understand
it was ready to collapse." [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
zanotowane.pl doc.pisz.pl pdf.pisz.pl szamanka888.keep.pl
were about. Willie liked when Faith was around mostly because she was fun and
she made Shawn laugh. Then she went away, now she was back and this made
Willie very happy.
***
Stewart, Massachusetts October 2003
"Somehow I'd thought it would be bigger," Carey commented wryly while she and
Rishi unloaded his equipment from the rented Chevy. "You know after all the
hype," she added each of them studying the aging manor. Whispering Pines may
not have been as foreboding as she had feared it would; the old homestead
still filled her with an uneasy feeling.
"Wait until we go inside," Kyle stammered as he checked his camera.
Page 163
ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.html
"Kyle," Freddie, who was acting as the director on the shoot, cautioned him.
Freddie was eager to get her feet wet. The young, dark skinned woman had
literally jumped at the chance to act as the second unit director on the
shoot. "Now we don't know if anything is going to happen," she offered light
heartedly in an effort to calm the police officers.
"You haven't been here before," Kyle fussed grabbing an extra battery pack.
"You've been here before?" Carey eagerly inquired.
"Yeah I was on the team last Halloween," Kyle confessed with a hard swallow.
"I saw the whole freak show up close and personal. I thought, when I signed on
for the second unit, I wouldn't have to go back in there."
"What exactly is a second unit?" Carey inquired intrigued by the young
cameraman's agitation.
"Well you know when you watch a movie or a television program and the lead is
riding through the woods or something like that and you can't quite see the
actor clearly," Freddie began. "That stuff is usually filmed by the second
unit. We're the smaller crew that films the extra bits so the main crew can
work on more important aspects."
"We're filler," Carey teased Rishi who snorted in response. "That would
explain why there are only four of us."
"Five," Freddie corrected as a late model SUV pulled up the lengthy driveway.
"Miss St. James, I'm Freddie Stillman," she earnestly greeted the brunette as
she climbed out of her car.
"A pleasure," Delia offered as she shook the younger woman's hand. "Detective
Jessup," she warmly greeted Carey.
"Miss St. James, it is nice to see you again," Carey politely responded. "This
is my colleague, Dr. Kapoor. He is with the CSI division."
"Doctor," Delia greeted the scientist brightly. "I hope the two of you can
find something that will finally help."
"We will do our best," Rishi promised as he unrolled a copy of the original
plans for the large home.
Carey studied Delia and Rishi carefully looking for some clue that the two
might be distant relatives. There were small similarities in their features
and mannerisms that might be a link, still she could just be imagining it.
"I've gone over all of the old case files and I would like to start with
retracing the steps the original witnesses went through on the morning in
question," she finally offered to the others.
"This is wrong," Rishi noted studying the old blue prints carefully.
"What do you mean?" Carey questioned peering over the smaller man's shoulder
looking from the old blue prints up to the house. She couldn't understand what
was bothering her friend. "It looks the same."
"It isn't," Delia interjected. "Whoever drew up those plans did not build this
house."
"How can you tell?" Carey inquired completely confused, her untrained eye
missing what the others could clearly see.
Page 164
ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.html
"Little things," the architect tried to explain. "The house is bigger for
starters, the front porch is different and there isn't a widow's walk. See?"
She added pointing to the plans. "Though I could understand skipping that I
doubt Anna would have been pacing the walk waiting for the Captain's return.
If I had to guess I'd bet the real designer was Benjamin Willis. He was a ship
builder and had connections to the family. The design is similar to other
houses he built. My only guess is that he was fired during construction and a
new designer was brought in."
"Fascinating," Freddie sighed wearily. "We need to get started before we lose
the light. Kyle started filming. We should get some shots of the garden since
the sheriff thought the bodies were buried there."
"They weren't," Carey cut in. "Fine, why don't we retrace what happened. The
staff arrived on the morning of October 31st, 1916. They wouldn't have entered
through the front door. They went around the side of the house," she began as
Kyle lifted his camera and started filming her. The others followed as she led
the group around to the side of the house. "Ned Brown and Terrance Landry, the
only men on the staff, headed around this way. Terrance went straight to the
barn."
"It was torn down before I was born," Delia supplied. "From what I understand
it was ready to collapse." [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]