Free Legacy by Ian Haywood Page B

almost immediately a woman comes running towards him – that woman is me, but I know for a fact that whoever had been chasing me almost got hold of me as I reached the car park.
     
    But there was no sign of him whatsoever.
     
    The footage just showed me and the other man who helped me standing together staring into thin air for a few moments until I turn and make a run towards the police station.
     
    If that wasn’t strange enough, the next part of the footage took it into the realms of unbelievable.
     
    Only one man was to be seen on the monitor and I sat there dumbfounded as I watched him being lifted off the ground by some invisible force before being launched through the air until his body slammed against a car.
     
    It continues to throw him around repeatedly from one car to another until he suddenly freezes in the middle of the car park, his feet inches off the ground.
     
    His head turns to his right sharply and he remains in that position for a few moments before slumping to the ground lifeless.
     
    I put my head in my hands as my brain tried to digest what I had just seen and as I did so, instantly felt that I was now being watched by both Harran and Short.             
     
    The sound of Harran’s voice confirmed it.
                  “Can you explain to me what the bloody hell happened in that car park because I have seen it twice and I can’t even come up with one sane reason for what that footage shows us.”
     
    All I could do was shake my head to which Harran continued.
                  “In the last twenty four hours you have managed to be involved in the deaths of two men – you are either incredibly unlucky or I believe you know a lot more than what you are letting on!”
     
    I took my hands away from my face and turned to look directly at Harran, who was sat on the edge of his seat staring at me.
                  “You don’t fool me for one minute, Miss Gallagher! There are two bodies lying on cold slabs right now after enduring the most horrific of deaths and apart from them, you are the only person who has managed to catch a glimpse at their killer, but yet you can’t even describe him to us! Do you walk around all day and night in such a daze that you can’t even take in what’s happening around you?”
                 
    What I said next changed the cocky expression on Harran’s face to one of shock.
                  “The man who chased me into the car park just now was not the same man I saw last night.”
     
    I looked across at Short who looked just as shocked.
                  “You mean to tell us that there are two killers at large out there?” Harran exclaimed.
    “How are you so certain that this man was different because you told us earlier that you were unable to get a good look at the one in the alley last night?” Short asked, finally coming to life.
                  “Their bodies were different!” I answered.
                  “How were they different?” Short asked.
                  “The man who followed me through the streets just now was not as tall as the one I saw last night. Besides, I managed to get a number of glances at him as he followed me and his features were definitely not the same.” I replied.
     
    Harran brought up a good point.
                  “But you told us that you were on the ground in the alley so maybe you miscalculated the man’s height?”
     
    I thought for a second, realizing that he may be right, before I spoke again.
                  “Maybe so, but whoever he was last night, he made no attempt whatsoever to hurt me in any way – quite the opposite – but the guy who followed me all over town gave out a completely different aura which scared the hell out of me. It definitely wasn’t my imagination because when I made a run for this place, he was hell-bent on trying to catch me to do God