Second Sight
A Novel of Psychic Suspense
1 New York State Hospital for the Insane
New York, Catskill Mountains
1950
Rain pounded Mount Tamathy, melting snow into white patches that dappled the sopping brown leaves. Men formed lines along the ridges, wearing winter coats and fedoras, carrying shotguns that poked the brush behind the misty fog of their breath.
An eerie siren wailed faintly in the distance, warning residents of nearby Stockton that an inmate was still at large and that they should lock their doors before they turned in for the night.
"Jack?" a voice crackled loudly over the radio. "Jack, you trying to raise me?"
Jack McCullough put the cold device to his ear and raised the yard-long antenna on his radio.
"Emmet." The big man removed his hat to shake off the water.
"I'm under Chimney Rock. I need you up here."
Static hissed over the radio waves, finally broken by the words "...copy...help...all right?"
"Yeah, I'm all right," McCullough growled. "It's the boy Emmet, he's going to need a backboard. You copy?"
McCullough listened, but the ... read full excerpt from: Second Sight: 'A Novel of Psychic Suspense ebook
