Missing Years. ( Part 20)


DCI Spencer decided to try a different angle to help him get close to Ray. Maybe he should get to know the wife and daughter. If he befriended them, that would surely get him close to Ray Samuels. He knew they’d both be at Laura’s home, not wanting to go out because of the press harassment. He pulled up outside the large house. There were about six or seven reporters sat in their cars drinking coffee, far too cold to get out of their cars. He walked up the driveway, it was just after midday.

Stacey opened the door, she looked surprised to see him.

“Hello Inspector, didn’t expect to see you back so soon, come in and go through to the lounge, Mums in there.”

“Thank you Stacey, just wanted to make sure you’re both okay, that’s all.”

“Dad’s just been on the phone, isn’t it a shame about poor Tom Lucas?”

“Yes, terrible shame, I didn’t know him well, but he seemed such a nice man. I saw your Dad this morning, he was a bit upset, as you would expect.”

Laura was sitting in a chair beside a large open fire.

“Hello Inspector, have you come to tell us about poor Tom Lucas?”

“Well, that was part of the reason for the visit, but Stacey tells me that you’ve already heard the sad news. But I also wanted to make sure you’re both okay with everything and to see if there’s anything you need.”

“That’s very kind of you. Cup of tea or coffee?”

“Black coffee please, no sugar.”

Laura went into the kitchen to get all three of them some coffee, Stacey motioned to Spencer to sit down.

“What do you make of all this Inspector, you know, about my Dad, what do you think is really going on?”

Spencer shrugged his shoulders.

“Stacey, I honestly wish I knew, but I’m just as in the dark as you are. I just know the facts that’s all, but if I’m honest, I have this gut feeling that I can’t explain. I think something is going to happen but I have no idea what.”

“You do know my Granddad thinks my Dad’s some kind of Saviour of mankind, don’t you?”

Spencer smiled.

“I know Stacey. Nothing really makes sense yet. Your Dad is definitely different that’s for sure. He seems to be able to do things that he couldn’t do before he disappeared, why that is we don’t know yet. But in time I’m sure we will.”

Laura came back with the coffee.

This is a good start thought Spencer. They like me.


Ray and Eddie were sitting talking in the kitchen.

“So what was it like Ray, this feeling you had, what do you think it all means, who’s coming?”

“It was like an electric shock going through me and I instantly knew that something was coming. It was like something somewhere had woken up and was on its way, something dark. I didn’t see its face but I feel like I know it.”

They looked at each other. Ray stood up and spoke aloud.

“In the Book of Peter he told us, the devil prowls around like a roaring lion, seeking someone to devour. Well Dad, I think he just found someone.”

Eddie seemed surprised at what Ray had said. He quoted something else from the Bible.

“Submit yourself to god, resist the devil and he will flee from you. That’s what we learn in the book of James.”

Ray went over to the window and looked out at the crowds of people.

“It’s time. Time I spoke.”


Trevor Wilson had never been a violent man, but he liked this new feeling, it was easy taking lives, the feeling made him powerful, no longer a weakling, he was now in control.

The first one was simple enough. A young man on his way home, late, walking along by the arches behind Kings Cross, he’d hit him from behind with a piece of brick he’d found in the alley. It felt good as he saw him fall, even better when he tasted that lovely flesh, drunk that sweet blood. He also had a lot of money on him, enough for Trevor to rent a small room at a nearby seedy hotel, buy some scissors and a razor. He cleaned himself up then went out again. The second one was just as easy, another late straggler on their way home. An older man. This time he just leapt at him from the shadows, slowly squeezed his neck until he could feel that joyous moment when his life dissolved and somehow became his. It made him stronger. More money, money now to buy new clothes. Back to the hotel to change into those clothes and make himself look like everyone else. Then he would be ready, ready to claim his rightful place at the side of the new King. This was their time.


Laura and Stacey were watching the early morning television news, it was still dark outside, both hadn’t been able to sleep and both had been up since 5.00am.

“Mum, I’d like to see Dad today, that’s okay isn’t it?”

Laura smiled.

“Stacey, you’re a grown woman, you can do whatever you want.”

“Do you want to come with me? I’m sure Dad would be pleased to see you”

Laura shook her head. The smile quickly disappeared.

“No Stacey. It’s difficult for me. I love your Dad, more than anything in the world. But I realise it’s not the same for him. It can’t be. Let’s face it, he’s still a young man and I’m in my fifties, he sees me as more of a mother figure and that hurts. So I’d rather keep my distance for now, you do understand don’t you? Besides it’s not fair on Jim.”

Stacey smiled at her mum, knowing just how hard this must be for her.

“Of course I do Mum”

They were both interrupted by the newsreader on the television.

“We have just heard that miracle man Ray Samuels is to read a statement out today at 09.00am this morning. We will be showing it live in just over an hour’s time.”

Stacey looked at her Mum.

“I’m going now, I think I should be there with Dad and Granddad.”

Spencer rang Swan.

“It’s happening Commander, Ray Samuels is going to speak to all the TV Networks at 09.00am this morning. He says he has something important to tell us all!”




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