Who By Water (Voices of the Dead Book 1) by Victoria Raschke

Author:Victoria Raschke [Raschke, Victoria]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Murder mystery, Slovenia, Ljubliana, speculative fiction, urban fantasy
Publisher: Griffyn Ink
Published: 2017-05-03T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

The rain on the terra cotta roofing tiles kept Gustaf awake. If sleep was going to elude him, there were better ways he could spend the dark hours than staring at the crack spidering across the ceiling. He made a cup of chamomile tea, hoping the rain would let up and he could get some sleep.

Something had been stolen from the museum the night of Helena Belak’s murder. His contact at the museum was evasive about what exactly was taken. All Gustaf knew was that during the upheaval when Helena’s body was found at the Emona house, an item or items had gone missing from the exhibit of Roman era artifacts. The case that housed the stolen property had not been smashed; it was simply empty. Gustaf had little doubt the theft was connected to the murder, and that both events were somehow connected to Jolene Wiley.

He didn’t believe in coincidences.

He stood in his room, tea forgotten. He’d added a pin with a dated red flag to the map. Light from the lamps placed around the room converged where he stood. He repositioned two of the lamps to focus on the map of pins. He stared more closely at the cluster of blue flags marking his own building. It hadn’t been necessary to included one for himself: Observers weren’t considered supernatural, though they existed to protect the secret of the Veil. Gustaf had a pin for himself because unlike most of his colleagues, he could see auras.

Jolene Wiley’s aura had always been peculiar, even when she was believed to be dormant. A purple bordering on indigo radiated from her. It was the color of powerful visionaries. Lightning bolts of crimson and burgundy danced within this purple halo, indicating a deep connection to the earth. Wiley was different than most Voices he had seen or read about. He was angry at himself for not realizing sooner what that meant.

Her uniqueness made him suspicious of every other blue-pin individual who had crossed her path. If he could see how different she was, so could they. He doubted the benevolence of anyone around that kind of power. He wondered what people or beings were out there that he didn’t have represented on his map.

He sat at his desk and pushed open his laptop. Bettine needed to know what was going on at the museum, and he needed to get the Board’s permission to approach Wiley. Bettine must be told there was another active Voice and that unlike her mother or aunt, Jolene Wiley was most likely a Portal. It was doubtful that her family had trained her at all, and he was certain they hadn’t told her about this possibility.

His message sent, he went to his kitchenette for a glass of water. He leaned against the counter and downed it in one long drink. His computer chimed with an incoming email. He had long suspected Bettine didn’t sleep, that she was more than she appeared, but keeping his own secret forced him to keep hers.

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