could see that he was somewhere else. Patrick could see Rebecca standing behind Caroline in the frame of the door. She seemed faint, almost like he could see right through her. She had a worried expression on her face. Patrick tried to put it to the back of his head for the time being.
"We will do our best to catch this person Caroline," he said.
Please do, before someone else gets hurt . It was Rebecca who replied to Patrick's words.
Sixteen
The invisible man
Patrick, Preston and Lang walked down the stairs in silence after questioning Caroline Stevens. It wasn't till they got into the car that Preston turned to face Patrick and said, "So what kind of stuff were you picking up in there? And don't tell me nothing I could see it in your face that you were getting something."
Patrick saw Lang roll his eyes in the rear view mirror and he tuned to face him too.
"For god sake, I feel like I'm the criminal here," he laughed it off.
"Well?" Preston pushed.
"Yes, I did pick up a few things in the flat and I took some notes of my own, so that I don't forget any details."
"So do we have to use the torture technique or are you going to tell us willingly?" Lang said.
You're a pain in my neck Lang, Patrick thought to himself before he replied. "I saw Rebecca, not very clearly, but she did speak to me." He waited for a sarcastic response from Lang. When it didn't come he continued. "She said that she wants us to solve this so that nobody else gets hurt."
"Ok, so what is your next step?" Preston seemed genuinely interested. Lang listened purely out of curiosity as to what Patricks reply would be.
"Forgive me if I am wrong but shouldn't I be asking that question, you are the police after all?" Patrick said.
"And forgive me if I'm wrong," Lang started, "but aren't you the psychic who said you could help solve this?"
Preston sighed loudly through frustration and said, "Are we really going to do this?"
Lang turned back to face the windscreen and said nothing.
"I am going to conduct a few experiments," Patrick felt numb. Nervousness took over him, a feeling of scrutiny from both officers. He knew Lang was probably a lost cause, but he was surprised by Preston's persistence however, he knew that Preston was much more on side than Lang was and probably ever would be.
He hadn't felt like this since before he met Jodie all those years ago. For the first time in years he was going to have to prove himself to a complete sceptic and he knew it was going to be a hell of a job.
The fact that he had to do it through helping to solve a murder case was making him feel physically sick.
What if I fail? What if I cannot find them the justice they deserve? he thought.
"What kind of experiments?" Lang asked, not turning to face him as he spoke.
"Well I was thinking of trying automatic writing, and perhaps if that isn't enough then a séance?" That sounded like I was asking permission, he thought to himself.
"Do we have to be there?" Lang sounded a little concerned now.
"Of course we do, we need to see the proof that he is genuine so we can report back to the DCI in charge," Preston said.
"You're not scared are you?" Patrick mocked and Preston laughed.
"Don't be stupid, of course I'm not, I just think it's a whole lot of shit that I can't be bothered with!" Lang turned to face Patrick again, almost as if he was defending himself against the mocking and Preston laughed as he switched on the engine.
"Look, I can tell that you are not entirely happy about my involvement Jim, but I have my own spiritualist church. You are both welcome to come tonight and sit through a service. No need to participate, just to watch and see what this is all about," he said flicking through his notes.
"We will be there Patrick, just name the place." Preston put the car into first and pulled out of their parking space.
As they drove back to the station Patrick began to think about Jodie. He thought about how this was affecting her and he worried that it might
"We will do our best to catch this person Caroline," he said.
Please do, before someone else gets hurt . It was Rebecca who replied to Patrick's words.
Sixteen
The invisible man
Patrick, Preston and Lang walked down the stairs in silence after questioning Caroline Stevens. It wasn't till they got into the car that Preston turned to face Patrick and said, "So what kind of stuff were you picking up in there? And don't tell me nothing I could see it in your face that you were getting something."
Patrick saw Lang roll his eyes in the rear view mirror and he tuned to face him too.
"For god sake, I feel like I'm the criminal here," he laughed it off.
"Well?" Preston pushed.
"Yes, I did pick up a few things in the flat and I took some notes of my own, so that I don't forget any details."
"So do we have to use the torture technique or are you going to tell us willingly?" Lang said.
You're a pain in my neck Lang, Patrick thought to himself before he replied. "I saw Rebecca, not very clearly, but she did speak to me." He waited for a sarcastic response from Lang. When it didn't come he continued. "She said that she wants us to solve this so that nobody else gets hurt."
"Ok, so what is your next step?" Preston seemed genuinely interested. Lang listened purely out of curiosity as to what Patricks reply would be.
"Forgive me if I am wrong but shouldn't I be asking that question, you are the police after all?" Patrick said.
"And forgive me if I'm wrong," Lang started, "but aren't you the psychic who said you could help solve this?"
Preston sighed loudly through frustration and said, "Are we really going to do this?"
Lang turned back to face the windscreen and said nothing.
"I am going to conduct a few experiments," Patrick felt numb. Nervousness took over him, a feeling of scrutiny from both officers. He knew Lang was probably a lost cause, but he was surprised by Preston's persistence however, he knew that Preston was much more on side than Lang was and probably ever would be.
He hadn't felt like this since before he met Jodie all those years ago. For the first time in years he was going to have to prove himself to a complete sceptic and he knew it was going to be a hell of a job.
The fact that he had to do it through helping to solve a murder case was making him feel physically sick.
What if I fail? What if I cannot find them the justice they deserve? he thought.
"What kind of experiments?" Lang asked, not turning to face him as he spoke.
"Well I was thinking of trying automatic writing, and perhaps if that isn't enough then a séance?" That sounded like I was asking permission, he thought to himself.
"Do we have to be there?" Lang sounded a little concerned now.
"Of course we do, we need to see the proof that he is genuine so we can report back to the DCI in charge," Preston said.
"You're not scared are you?" Patrick mocked and Preston laughed.
"Don't be stupid, of course I'm not, I just think it's a whole lot of shit that I can't be bothered with!" Lang turned to face Patrick again, almost as if he was defending himself against the mocking and Preston laughed as he switched on the engine.
"Look, I can tell that you are not entirely happy about my involvement Jim, but I have my own spiritualist church. You are both welcome to come tonight and sit through a service. No need to participate, just to watch and see what this is all about," he said flicking through his notes.
"We will be there Patrick, just name the place." Preston put the car into first and pulled out of their parking space.
As they drove back to the station Patrick began to think about Jodie. He thought about how this was affecting her and he worried that it might
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