The Elmdale Sagas: Book Two

By Leonard Herrington

When Evil went looking for a place to live it found the perfect location....Elmdale. Elmdale, a sleepy little town with stately Victorian Houses, beautiful tree-lined streets, quaint little shops, and a picturesque park by the river, was a community where everyone knew everyone. That all changed when Evil settled in. The newest resident in town brought out the very best in the people of Elmdale....their dark, twisted, horrible best.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Leonard Herrington
• Release date: Jul 11, 2018
• ISBN: 9780463579923

Leonard Herrington

The Writers Three are B.C. Richards, Leonard Herrington, and Jon Flushing. Three college friends who after three decades of talking about writing stories have decided to finally do it. We hope to share our mutual love of the strange, the unusual, and the macabre with you out there in the even weirder world that we all live in.

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Elmdale Sagas: Book 2

By Leonard Herrington

Copyright 2018 Leonard Herrington

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This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the writer's imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental.

Acknowledgements

I would like to thank everyone who read my stories in Tome of Terror, Dreams of Cerberus and in Elmdale Sagas: Book One. Your feedback and words of encouragement mean a great deal to me. They inspire me to be a better writer and to craft stories which take you on journeys into worlds that don’t exist (or do they?).

Table of Contents

Fatal Mistake

Wordz

Send Me an Angel

Thump

Taking Me Home

The Ween

Unexpected Guest

Three’s Company

The Big Hole

You Can’t Always Get What You Want

Introduction

When Evil went looking for a place to live it found the perfect location….Elmdale.  Elmdale a sleepy little town with stately Victorian Houses, beautiful tree-lined streets, quaint little shops, and a picturesque park by the river was a community where everyone knew everyone.  That all changed when Evil settled in. The newest resident in town brought out the very best in the people of Elmdale….their dark, twisted, horrible best.

Fatal Mistake

Dr. Robert Gupta entered his office at the professional building in Elmdale as he did every morning Monday through Friday.  

Good morning, Caroline.  How are you today?

Good morning.  I’m well. How are you doing?

Great.  What’s my schedule look like today?

Well, you have Mrs. Johnson at 9:00.  Tim Blake at 10:00. You had me hold the 11:00.  We have a new patient, Bob McDonald, at 11:30. Then there’s nothing until Jenny Wilson at 2:00.

Sounds good.  Dr. Anthony Russell is the 11:00.  When he arrives, send him straight in.  We have some business to attend to.

Yes, sir.

Thanks, Caroline.  I’m going back to check my voicemails before Mrs. Johnson gets here.  You know she hates it if we don’t get started on time.

I was going to make some tea.  Would you like some?

I’d love some.  Thank you.

I’ll bring it in when it’s ready.

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Anthony Russell climbed the stairs to his private jet.  The flight would take roughly an hour. Once landed, he had limo waiting to take him to meet with a Dr. Robert Gupta.  Besides both being in health professions, it seemed that they also shared an interest in old guns. Dr. Gupta collected guns from the Civil War Era of American History.  His own passion centered on weapons from the Old West. When he heard that Dr. Gupta was selling a pistol that had allegedly belonged to Wyatt Earp, he had contacted him immediately.  If all went well, he would soon add this gem to his collection.

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Dr. Gupta said his farewell to Tim Blake and smiled.  It had been a long road, but Tim was making great progress.  It checked his Rolex and saw that the time was 10:50. His buyer would be there in a few minutes.  If a price could be agreed upon, he stood to make a decent profit on the find.

More money to buy more guns for my collection, he thought to himself.

He headed toward the wall behind his desk.  He slid the painting on the wall upward to gain access to the wall safe behind it.  He punched in the code and the safe popped open. He reached in and removed a small wooden box and a large envelope that contained the documents to authenticate the weapon.

Dr. Gupta set the items down on his desk.  He opened the box and admired the pistol inside of it.

If only you could talk.  I’ll bet you could tell some great stories, he said.

He closed the box and checked his watch.  The time was 10:59.

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Bob McDonald checked his watch.  The time was 10:59. He pulled his car into a spot in front of the Elmdale professional building.  He couldn’t remember if his appointment was for 11:00 or for 11:30, so he decided to arrive for the earlier one just in case.  He rubbed his temples. The voices were bad today. His medications didn’t seem to be working anymore. That was the reason he left Dr. Ramsey’s practice.  She didn’t seem to be helping him to get better. He was nervous about meeting Dr. Gupta. He wanted him to like him. He had put on his best suit and tie so that he would make a good impression.  

Tammy told him that he looked sharp.  Chuck said that he was an asshole and it didn’t matter what he wore to see the new quack.  He had told them both to please be quiet. Sylvester laughed when he did. Oscar just muttered about too many people living inside of one person.  Bob managed to suppress the voices and get himself dressed. He gathered up his paperwork and put it in a briefcase. He stopped at the mirror near the front door of his apartment.  He heard James tell him that he was very handsome.

Bob got out of his car and grabbed the briefcase from the passenger seat.  He walked into the building and saw the sign for Dr. Robert Gupta, MD. Opening the door, he saw an attractive woman sitting behind a counter.  Looking around the room, he saw that no one was in the waiting room.

Caroline looked up from behind the counter to see who had entered.  She glanced at the clock on the wall. The time was 10:59. The man was immaculately dressed and was carrying a briefcase.  He was quite handsome.

Good morning.  Go right on in. Dr. Gupta is expecting you, said the woman.

Thank you, Bob said, nodding as he headed toward the door.

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The time on the clock in the limousine read 10:59.  

Can’t you find another way?  I’m going to be late! Anthony Russell said to the driver.

I’m sorry, sir, but there is a bad accident up ahead.  Traffic’s not moving. We may be stuck here for a while.

Dammit! Dr. Russell cried out and pounded his fists on the briefcase that held the money for the purchase of the pistol.

He reached into the pocket of his jacket and pulled out his cellphone.  He scrolled through the numbers until he found the number for Dr. Gupta’s office.  He tapped the number. He needed to let Dr. Gupta know that he was going to be late. The phone rang and rang.  No one picked up on the other end.

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You must be Anthony.  Welcome, Dr. Gupta said rising from the chair behind his desk.  

I must be, said the man, extending his right hand.

Dr. Gupta shook the man’s hand.

"Please, have a seat.  Can