Witchtrap Page #3

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He may be a walkin' hard-on with feet...

but he's a good detective,

he does his job well.

Well, nevertheless, I want

you there in the morning...

and so does Devon Lauder.

He, uh, asked for you specifically.

Ho-ho, so that's it, I don't go...

you don't get your

incredible amount of money!

And you won't have a job...

'cause if ya f*** this up, I will fire you!

Count on it!

Well, that'll take me down a peg, won't it?

I'll fire your buddy Levi, too.

You are so full of sh*t, Murphy...

you're not gonna fire a good detective...

just to get even with me.

Detectives like Jackson

are a dime a dozen!

I only kept him around because, well...

he was the only person

you seem to get along with.

But if you go, he goes.

You're serious.

Goddammit, I gotta hand it to ya, Murphy,

I'm impressed.

I always knew you were a scumbag,

but I never knew...

how scummy a bag you could be.

Well, it's a dog eat dog world, my friend.

You gotta play hardball if you wanna...

beat the rats at the rat race.

How do you think I got to be the head

of Q.T. Security?

Suckin' the boss's dick?

Just be there in the morning...

bright and early, or you and Jackson...

can keep each other company

on the unemployment line.

Say hi to the other weasels for me, will ya?

It's OK, he's had his shots.

Man, look at this place.

I wonder how much a place like this costs?

Your very soul!

Man, I told you to knock that sh*t off!

It ain't funny, man!

I don't like this, I can feel the evil

in this house.

Yes, so can I.

Me, too.

Aw, get a grip, Jackson.

He's right, boss, we're not alone.

What are you talkin' about?

What is it?

Cremation urn.

Somebody's home.

Oh, man, this is bullshit!

Mr. Vincente, if you're finished

showboating...

please, put it back.

Somebody we know?

Avery Lauder, it was another

stipulation of his will...

that he be cremated and placed here

in his home.

Mr. Lauder was quite a character,

wasn't he?

Well, it would appear he's not the only one.

If there are no objections...

I suggest we have our first sitting right now.

I'm gonna need some

help with the equipment.

Uh, Vincente?

I'll get it.

Uh, Vincente, you check the upstairs doors

and windows

and I'll check the downstairs...

and make sure everything's secure.

Wait.

There's something behind those curtains.

Yeah, probably a window or something.

I'm serious.

These are filthy, these are absolutely filthy.

Let's go get the gear.

Who the f*** are you?

I'm Elwin...

the groundskeeper.

The groundskeeper?

Yes, I'm afraid I forgot to mention him.

He was Avery Lauder's stage assistant.

Stage assistant, what...

this Lauder was an actor or something?

Hardly, he was a very famous psychic

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