Classified by Fern Michaels

Author:Fern Michaels
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2013-08-28T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

Goebel and Sophie parked her newly purchased SUV next to a gray Volvo. “This place feels creepy,” Sophie said.

Goebel hit the key fob unlocking the hatchback. They’d purchased new equipment as soon as they had received the final certificate of occupancy for their new office space for Psychic Investigations. They discussed their plans in private before revealing them to Toots and the gang. Once they were out in the open, it had only been a matter of weeks before they’d located an office and set up shop. Though business wasn’t booming, Sophie didn’t care. For the past five years, since Walter’s death, she’d been having the time of her life. Thanks to the $5 million in life insurance she had received upon his death—the payoff on a policy that she’d worked her ass off to pay for—she didn’t have to worry about finances. She’d invested some of her newly acquired funds; and despite the initial decline in the stock market, she had almost doubled the value of what she had been paid by the life insurance company.

Goebel, being the man of honor that he was, the man she was going to spend the rest of her life with—come hell or high water, marriage or not—had insisted on footing all the expenses when they decided to go into business together. Sophie purchased the SUV with her money because she didn’t want to continue borrowing Toots’s vehicles. She’d had magnetic signs made up last week with her and Goebel’s pictures, and their business name spelled out in a freaky bloodred scrawl: PSYCHIC INVESTIGATIONS.

Goebel removed three large cables of electrical cords from the backseat. He really didn’t think Sophie needed any of the equipment, but it looked good for the clients. A square black case that held most of Sophie’s electronic gadgets was a must, she’d said. There were meters that measured electromagnetic fields, infrared video cameras, and the ghost box, which she still used, saying that it picked up voices from beyond. Another bag contained holy water, several branches of dried sage, and three cigarette lighters.

Between the two of them, they were able to carry all the equipment to the clients’ front door.

“You ready for this?” Goebel asked before ringing the doorbell.

“Always,” Sophie replied; then she stretched on her tiptoes and kissed him on the cheek.

“Hey, none of that, or we won’t make it past the front door,” Goebel said; then he kissed the top of her head. “Now let’s get this show on the road.”

After the young couple called, Goebel did a bit of investigating on the history of the old place. The mansion located on Legare Street had originally been built in the early eighteenth century. Once a boarding school for daughters of wealthy South Carolina cotton and rice planters, admittance to the elite school meant that one had attained the highest social standing. The school was run by a Frenchwoman, Madame Veronique Louise Barteau. She was known for her firm discipline and strict guidance. Most of all, the

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