Binding Ties (Book 3 - Katie Prentice, Ghost Interpreter)

Chapter Six

Katie

I stretched as I woke and rolled over onto my back. A sound had disturbed me, and I listened carefully for it again. "Hey, you", I heard, and I sleepily opened my eyes. That was the sound that had woken me up.

There was a ghost floating above me. "Do I know you?" I said.

"I heard that you could sense ghosts", said the woman. "You don't know me. My name is Bella Banting. I was an escort girl."

I sighed. Here we go again, I thought. "Zoe!"

Zoe popped up beside Bella. "Wasn't my fault, Katie. I don't know where Bella heard about you."

"I read the bulletin that is handed out to all new ghosts."

"Really?" I said.

"Whoa", said Zoe. "You're off your game. You would normally be able to see through any lie that a ghost has said."

I threw her a grimace. "What happened?" I said as I turned back to Bella. I knew from experience that ghosts liked to talk about how they died. Depending upon the person, the descriptions could get quite gory. I hoped that this one wouldn't give me nightmares. Some of the stories I'd heard...whew!

"I was hired to be the date for this john, and everything went well. So well, in fact, that although he had just paid me to be his date for the evening, I decided to go back to his hotel room to have some fun."

"Let me guess, this hotel room?"

"Not this room specifically." Thank the Lord for small mercies. It would have been weird to be using the same bed as one that a murdered person had slept in. "But this hotel, yeah. Anyway, he wanted to play some kinky sex games. And I went along with it, because I trusted him. I let him choke me during sex. I had heard from other people that choking enhances your pleasure. I just passed out and, when I did, the man didn't stop choking me. I don't think he realized that I had passed out, but he did finally notice when I died."

"So, you were strangled during a sex game?"

"Yes. The man needs to be caught and put in jail before I can pass over to the other side."

"Were you found in the hotel? If you were found in a particular room, then the police could connect the dots between the person who booked the room and the person who killed you."

"I was found in the garbage dumpster behind the hotel. The police think that it happened on the streets. They aren't looking for the real killer."

"How will we identify who the killer is?"

"He was a guest here. He's a big guru in the technology field from what I know. People tend to gravitate to him. He's very personable. I thought he was my dream man, even though he wanted to play kinky sex games."

"What did he like to do?" Zoe asked, her face alight with interest.

"He put on titty clamps and a clit clamp and a gag and made me..."

"...I don't want to know!" I said as I covered my ears.

"I do", said Zoe. "Come with me and tell me more." The two of them winked out of the room, and I shook my head. Zoe was much more adventurous sexually than I was.

Then I wondered if I should be more adventurous as well. I wondered if Griff would like it better if I was interested in wearing nipple clamps and clit clamps. If I was interested in things like anal sex and asphyxiation. I thought that I'd have to ask him.

I decided that thirteen hours of sleep had to be enough, especially after sleeping all day the day before as well. In fact, in the last twenty-four hours I had only been awake for two. I shuddered. How could I still be tired?