Witch Hunt – Ch. 7

“It’s a hat, Dillon — as you observed. It might have nothing to do with the card. And it’s not like Carl Simmons was an FBI or CIA operative — he probably gave his card to anyone he could. Private Investigators aren’t exactly overrun with clients, usually.”

“Dude, it ain’t just a hat! It’s a dead dude’s hat!”

“How do you know that?”

“Wull — ’cause, it’s got his card in it. Who puts their card in someone else’s hat, dude?”

JD rubbed his forehead grimacing. “Didn’t I just say the hat and the card may not be related?”

“Didn’t I just say who puts their card in some other dude’s hat??”

“Yes, and I’m telling you that someone trying to scare the Kileys might do just that.”


“Why what?”

“Why they tryin’a scare ’em?”

“For money, probably. The Kileys own a huge hotel, on very expensive land, and aren’t exactly struggling financially. Why else would someone extort them?”

“Maybe it’s a ghost, dude.”

“A ghost is extorting them?”

“No, dumb-ass! A ghost is hauntin’ ’em!”


“I dunno — ain’t that your job? Figgerin’ out that kinda crap?”

“Oh for Pete’s — listen, a ghost didn’t leave his hat and calling card in their room. Someone did. It was supposed to frighten them, and it did. That’s got to be extortion, Dillon.”

“JD, why are you so sure? Shouldn’t we find out why the Kileys were afraid of the hat before we make any assumptions?”

He nodded, sighed, and took a last look around. “All right. Short of inspecting the entire area, which looks to be expansive, we should probably go talk to them again, get all the final details, and see if we can figure out why they called us to begin with.”

They went to the door, with Wendy clutching JD’s arm tightly. Dillon scratched the stubble under his jaw and looked around.

“Huh. Freakin’ ghost hat. Weird as hell.”

They turned off the lights and stepped into the hallway. Phoebe and Hank stood near the corner of the hall, where it joined the main corridor. They turned together, Phoebe pushing off the wall behind her.

“Did you see it?” The anxiety in her eyes was obvious.

“I saw –”

“We seen a ghost hat!”


“Dude, we did!””

JD sighed, shaking his head. “I’m sorry, I really am. All we saw was the man’s hat on the bed with Carl’s business card tucked in it.”

“That’s right,” Phoebe said. “That’s exactly right.”

“Okay … okay. But I think that’s a matter for the police. From all appearances, Phoebe, you and Hank are being extorted, and you really should approach the police about it. I understand your reticence, but …”

4 thoughts on “Witch Hunt – Ch. 7

  1. Raga6

    Well worth the wait! I’m so freakin’ happy it was 6 pages!!! Woo hoo! It’s a freakin’ ghost hat dude! LOL

    I want more!! I’m greedy. It’s never long enough, but if it was 100 pages it still wouldn’t be enough it’s so awesome! Dillon really is an original one that’s for sure!

    I’m so glad you posted. Being patient is sooooooooooooooooooo hard! As I said though, totally well worth the wait.

    I eagerlly wait for more!

    Dilloningly yours, (that isn’t supposed to sound nasty)


  2. Raga — Aww, thanks hon! I’m so happy you liked it!

    I asked LOML when I got home if she thought I should post tonight or wait until tomorrow. She looked at me and we both said “tonight, for Raga” simultaneously. It was hilarious.

    We’re so glad you like it. And guess what? The next part’s already written! It’s going up probably Monday. And by then, I’ll probably have even MORE written. Probably. Heh.

    Thanks for waiting it out hon. We love you.

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