Sight - S1 : E9


Sight - S1:E9 - twinkle lights in window

“Do you have information on the murder?” The sheriff’s voice was flat.

I leaned against my tile counter and stared at the lights dangling in the window, listened to the screaming wind. Normally I enjoyed a good storm. But I couldn’t tonight, my palm moist on the phone’s slick plastic. “That book you found – is it a Necronomicon?”

A long pause. “I thought you didn’t touch the body.”

“There’s a photo on Harry’s Instagram—”

She sighed. “What part of don’t-interfere-with-an-investigation don’t you Bonheims understand?”

“Did you test the book’s ink?”

Another long pause. “It’s blood. Human. Male. Old.”

My own blood seemed to freeze. “That’s… not good.”

“It’s damned creepy. Okay, consider yourself a consultant, bookseller. For now. What’s with the book?”

I told her everything. It didn’t matter if it was true. If people believed it, I couldn’t afford to hold back.

“So,” she finally said, “it’s a hoax.”

That hadn’t been my point. I rubbed the back of my neck. “It’s deadly.”

“How?”

I closed my eyes. She’d never believe it might open a gate between worlds, a gate that had to stay shut. Remembered fear rippled through my body. “If these people believe it can open a magical barrier, give them power, they won’t quit.”

She snorted. “The book’s evidence. It’s not going anywhere.”

“You don’t understand.” I needed to make her. “People who collect these books can get obsessive.” And the actual, mythical Necronomicon… People had built entire magical systems around Lovecraft’s stories. If a dark magician got the book, if it was real, “deadly” was an understatement.

“It’s safe,” she said.

“If I could see it, I might be able to tell you more.”

“You’ve told me enough. You’re done.”

“But—”

“Thank you, Ms. Bonheim.”

McCourt knew there were bigger things out there. Why wouldn’t she listen? Frustration rushed my speech. “Harry was likely killed for that book.”

“Harry was a lone, unarmed man.”

“More than one person wants this book. This may be bigger than you think.”

“Forget it, you’re—”

A bang.

A crash.

The line went dead.

Next in Episode 10: Is Deputy Connor Hernandez dead or alive?

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