Ghost for Hire - Episode 1
Copyright© 2009 by JKing
Epilogue
To a casual passerby the scene would have looked rather odd at first sight. Marie was dressed in a long casual skirt, and a small jacket. She looked stunning and was hugging herself while looking at the pond in the central park. It was morning and sunshine was lazily filtered through the leaves, barely reaching over the tall buildings. The world was colored in a slight warm glow through the red morning haze.
To the world it appeared as if she was talking to empty air. On more closer survey one might notice the almost invisible form of a young man in faded and frayed clothes. He was leaning casually against the large tree at times almost blending with it. It was difficult to say exactly where he started and where the tree ended. His restless yellow eyes missed nothing while he obviously listened to the woman talk.
"Thank you for helping me, John." Marie said, her voice betraying her frustration. She couldn't see John. She had glanced at the birds once, and now she couldn't find him anymore.
"No problem, Marie." John said his voice calm as usual. "You're paying me anyway." He adjusted his black gloves a little. The movement brought him to sudden focus for Marie who was waiting for something to give him up.
She gave a short laugh. "Paying with what?"
He shrugged, still scanning the park. "How much do you have?"
"I am dead. I have nothing." It wasn't quite true, she had some cash - but she couldn't have made too obvious moves to liquefy her assets, as the Inquisition would be through in their search of her supposed murderer. She stared him carefully, concentrating on seeing him. She could have sworn he was transparent. She idly speculated if he truly even existed.