A Grave Prediction (Psychic Eye Mystery) by Victoria Laurie

Author:Victoria Laurie [Laurie, Victoria]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Penguin Publishing Group
Published: 2016-07-26T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

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Will Edwards worked in a big skyscraper that was nothing to write home about. After searching the parking garage beneath his office building for a good half hour, Candice managed to locate his car, which I thought was pretty remarkable on her part. The car itself was a silver Ford Fusion, and we watched it like a hawk for another half hour until a man approached fiddling with a key fob and his phone. “Is that him?” I asked.

Candice leaned forward, holding up her phone, where I saw that she had Edwards’s photo on the screen. “That’s him,” she said.

The guy was big. Tall, heavy in the belly, and lumbering on two legs that looked stiff at the knees. I watched him using both my intuition and my ordinary observation. There was no grace to him; he sort of shuffled along, preoccupied by too many things and missing all the important stuff. I felt that he led a distracted life; his mind was always elsewhere. You could see it in his expression, in the way he fumbled with his phone and his key, never giving either his full attention. His gaze was also a little glazed, as if he didn’t sleep well, and I wondered if the extra weight he carried was interrupting his sleep patterns. His energy seemed “thin” to me, which is what happens when people are under too much stress, don’t sleep, and make poor food choices. They run on autopilot, and it’s terrible for their health.

Will Edwards struck me as being in awful health. I could pick up his high cholesterol and high blood pressure from twenty feet away. “That guy’s on a steady march to an early grave,” I muttered.

“Yeah?” Candice asked.

“Yeah. He doesn’t eat right, doesn’t sleep, doesn’t rest, doesn’t stop, and his health is really suffering. I give him ten to fifteen years tops unless he turns it around.”

“Funny,” Candice said.

When she didn’t comment further, I tore my attention away from Edwards to ask, “What’s funny?”

“You can pick up someone else’s bad health habits, but yours don’t register.”

I felt a flush hit my cheeks. She was right. I turned back to Edwards and had to wonder if my energy looked a little like his. Could another psychic pick up my poor eating habits and my nonexistent exercise plan?

It gave me pause, that’s for sure. “Okay, so maybe tomorrow we’ll go for another run.”

“Atta girl,” Candice said, elbowing me gently in the arm.

By now Edwards had made it to his car and had managed to unlock it and slip inside. We waited until he pulled out of the slot and moved toward the exit before we took up the tail.

Candice stuck closer to him than I think she normally would’ve when she was tailing a target. No way was Edwards going to realize he had a tail. He talked on his phone and drove three to ten miles under the speed limit the entire time.

At last he pulled into an In-N-Out Burger and headed to the to-go window.

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