Evil in Hockley by William Buckel Page A

light from the rear of
the house. In all probability he was there to give Harry another
beating. Harry however literally beat him to the punch knocking him
to the ground. Bobby’s scream was cut short when Sandy drove a
pitchfork deep into his chest.
    It took quite some time for them to
make their way back to Sandy’s car. Shelley was slow to
respond.
    To their dismay a police officer stood
in the light of his cruiser writing down the plate number. Karma
and Sandy came forward leaving Harry and Shelley in the
shadows.
    “What’s the problem officer?” asked
Sandy.
    He looked surprised by their
appearance.
    “Got a call from a farmer. Your car’s
been here for hours. I should be asking what your problem
is.”
    “I let my cat out for a pee. He chased
something and ran off. We’ve been trying to find him.”
    “So where is he?”
    “We didn’t find him. Then we decided we
couldn’t look for him in the dark. We’ll come back tomorrow. I once
heard a cat won’t wander far. Have you ever heard that
officer?”
    “Can’t say that I have. Can I see you
registration and licence?”
    Sandy unlocked the car retrieved her
purse, searched it, and gave him her ID.
    The officer wrote down the information
then said,
    “Have a good night and sorry about your
cat.”
    He was gone in a flash and out of
sight. Harry guided Shelley into the rear seat, strapped her in
then climbed into the passenger side. Karma sat in the back with
Shelley and examined her.
    Harry was impatient and
asked,
    “What are the chances she’ll ever be
able to talk?”
    Karma didn’t answer immediately but
finally spoke.
    “First I have to break the spell that
Lenea has on her…”
    Harry interrupted.
    “Lenea? I thought it was John
Dean?”
    “I told you once I have no idea how
John Dean fits into all this. Lenea is the Voodoo priestess. She
has the power. She was the one who, in our minds, transformed into
Shelley then knocked me on my butt. I owe her one for that because
she intended to kill me. No respect for family, that
one.”
    Karma stopped for a moment then
added,
    “I have to break the spell then take
control. In order to do that I have to take the pencils out of her
eyes and remove the laces from her hands. She will be in terrible
pain once the spell is broken. I can ease it slightly. Whether
she’ll be able to talk is anyone’s guess. She’s literally dead to
the world, this world.”

Chapter 19
     
    Once at home Harry took a bath, Sandy
soothing his wounds with a face cloth. Karma stitched his worst
cuts with a needle and dental floss, including ones on his private
parts. Sandy kept a close eye on the procedure.
    Next came Shelley. Karma wasted no time
and simply yanked the pencils from her eyes reciting a spell. She
cut the leather laces binding her hands and when the final one was
severed Shelley screamed. She was no longer under Lenea’s spell.
Karma uttered one, hexing Shelley, and knocking her out.
    “Will she wake?”
    “I don’t know Harry, I’ll do my best
but do you really want to see her in so much pain? It might be
better if I dispatched her to the other side.”
    Harry appeared alarmed.
    “That would send the last of my chances
to find Jarrod’s killer down the drain.”
    Karma nodded but was clearly
upset.
    “All right Harry then you make the
final decision. I won’t stand in your way. Take your gun and put a
bullet in her head when you’re sick and tired of hearing her
scream.”
    Karma stood and paced then
yelled,
    “For fuck sakes Harry, she’s no longer
human.”
    “You’re pissed about me shooting Tony,
aren’t you?” said Harry.
    “I’m pissed about the whole affair. How
far is your lust for vengeance going to take this? It’s way past an
eye for an eye. It’s a pissing contest between you and Joe. Other
people are having to pay for it with their lives. Who’s next?
Sandy? Me? And what if Jarrod died through accidental
means?”
    Harry tried to put his hands on Karma’s
shoulders but she