The Chronicles of Beast and Man by J. Charles Ralston Read Free Book Online

last. Rod didn’t think the argument was leading to domestic violence at all, and ignored them. He couldn’t help but smile at the thought of one of them stepping out in a rage to see him standing there. I bet that would surprise them a little bit.
                  Rod did not like this neighborhood, partly because of the condition of the building, and the illegal activities he assumed went on here.
                  “Maybe I need to have a few of the boys comb through this area more often.” He thought out loud.
                  Apartment twenty-seven, he had finally found it. He balled up his fist and pounded on the door.
                  There would be no response.
                  Rod repeated his previous actions...there was no answer.
                  “Medusa police. Open up.” Rod shouted out but still there was no response. Either Owen was inside the apartment hiding, or he really was not there. he glanced around the hallway, all of a sudden she felt wary. With a fast motion of his arm he placed his left hand against the wall to suspend himself up. He was becoming light headed, he gazed down the hallway again, for a moment he thought he saw a figure further down the hall. He closed his eyes in an attempt to gain his composure, he looked back and the figure was gone. Now all that was there was the same dingy looking apartment complex that had always been there. Rod had no choice but to give up and head back to the police station. He would just have to come back later, and try again. If on his second attempt to find Owen Kelly here did not work, he would have to send one of the overnight Officers here to track him down.
                  He went back through the hallway, down the withering narrow stairs, and out the door. Just as he was about to get into his truck his phone began to ring. Rod hoped that maybe it was one of his deputies calling to tell him that they had located Owen Kelly. The name that lit up Rod’s cell phone was none other than John Austin. It had seemed that the news of Gabrielle Parker’s death had gotten to the Medusa news machine.
                  “Rod, here.” His tone was crisp.
                  “Hey Rodney. I’ve got a pot of coffee and some fresh doughnuts down here for you if you want to come have a chat with me.” John said with certain sarcasm in his voice.
                  “Doughnuts? Boy you sure do know how to treat your local police!” He said with fake excitement. “Yeah, I’ll be down in fifteen minutes.”
                  Rod got off the phone and called Deputy Dolgen.
                  “Thomas, do you want to track down Owen Kelly after all? I have to go down and talk to John at the papers.”
                  Thomas accepted the task, and Rod explained that he had already tried Owen’s apartment, but he might want to try again this afternoon. Thomas told Rod he might have a few other places to look, and thanked him for the information.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
                  D eputy Dolgen knew Owen Kelly to be friends with Brandon Miles, a young man who was also considered a trouble maker. Thomas had made several traffic stops that had involved the two of them. He had also received several noise complaints involving Owen Kelly at Brandon Miles’ home. They were part of a large group of young men who seemed to cause mischief just for the sake of doing so. At one point or another, each one of these young men always seemed to end up at Brandon Miles' house. This was probably because he had the nicest house of all of them. Brandon Miles lived in a blue two story house on Randolph Street. It was honestly a nice house, but Brandon never spent a dime to get it. Brandon’s parents had come into money not long before he graduated. They moved out to the country, and into a nice ranch house. They