The Eye of Horla Book 1

By Richard Garcia

After just three months in their new home, Michael Murray has lost it all – the job, the house and the rose-tinted future for his beautiful children. An extensive internet search sends some seemingly good luck his way, but the 8-bedroom house at a knock-down price quickly becomes too good to be true. The once familiar eyes of his youngest daughter send shivers down his spine and the life he worked so hard for begins to crumble around him. If only he knew the cause.

• Language: English
• Publisher: HappyLife Publishing
• Release date: Dec 7, 2015
• ISBN: 9781310285974

Richard Garcia

Richard Garcia writes stories of Mysteries Suspense and Horror.He publish many mystery book, series and short story about mystery theme, Horror theme, Thriller and other. He is currently working on her next novel and promises another action packed adventure and mystery story.

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After just three months in their new home, Michael Murray has lost it all – the job, the house and the rose-tinted future for his beautiful children. An extensive internet search sends some seemingly good luck his way, but the 8-bedroom house at a knock-down price quickly becomes too good to be true. The once familiar eyes of his youngest daughter send shivers down his spine and the life he worked so hard for begins to crumble around him. If only he knew the cause.

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1—The Walnut Villa

Michael stepped out of his car and looked up at his house. He let out a deep sigh. How could this be it? Just three months ago he had moved in and finally they had found a place that felt like home. He and Jennifer had a room to call their own, not to mention a bedroom for each of their three children, plus a playroom. He could hear the heartwarming sound of children causing mayhem and he knew it was time to face the music and explain to Jennifer what had happened.

As he stepped inside the house, he blinked back tears as his wife rushed towards him. Her inquisitive eyes told him that there was no time for excuses. She’d heard the news about the fall of his firm’s stocks, and his arrival home at midday was hardly a positive sign. Saying nothing, she swept up their youngest, Cindy, who was tugging at his trouser-legs, and walked to the kitchen. He followed, sitting down at the kitchen bar with a slumped back, as Jennifer poured him a coffee.

How bad is it? She said, gently.

Michael looked up at her, his brows knitted together. They let me go, Jen. It’s over. He ran his fingers through his hair, and stared into space.

Jennifer sat next to him with her own coffee. This was bad. They had only just put down every penny they had on the deposit for this house, banking on replenishing their savings from his new job. They now had no income, three children to feed and a very expensive house to pay for. Her eyes flitted around the room as she desperately searched for an answer.

I can get something part time. I’ll get one of the neighbors to babysit. And you can find something, with your experience, I’m sure.

She continued to list idea after idea until finally Michael rested his hand on top of hers and quietly said, We have to sell the house.

Jennifer broke down, tears streaming down her cheeks as she buried her head in her arms. Michael busied himself with the children, pulling them into the playroom so they wouldn’t be distressed by the collapse of their mother. This was not going to be easy and it was going to take everything he had to find a way out of this mess. He let out a heavy sigh as he fell into the sofa, pulling Tom and Cindy beside him. They