hunting fear by kay hooper

Author:kay hooper
Language: eng
Format: azw
ISBN: 9780553585988
Publisher: Bantam
Published: 2004-01-02T06:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 10

Sam-” Lucas knew the instant Samantha touched the sheriff that she’d been yanked into a vision. What surprised him was how frozen Wyatt seemed to be, his gaze fixed on her face while his own was both pale and somewhat defiant.

“She is wide open,” Lucas muttered, watching them. “It wasn’t like this before.”

“We all mature in our abilities,” Jaylene reminded him. “It’s been three years, so maybe a lot has changed.”

“Maybe. But for her to do this… Dammit, I warned Wyatt to get off her case.”

“He seems the type that needs to learn a lesson the hard way,” Jaylene suggested wryly. “Maybe it had to happen, sooner or later.”

Lucas half agreed with her, but then he realized that Samantha’s nose was bleeding. Swearing under his breath, he went quickly around the table to her, digging for his handkerchief and saying to Jaylene, “Not if this is the price.”

“I’ve never seen-“

“I have.” He grasped Samantha’s wrist and firmly pulled her hand from Wyatt’s shoulder. “Sam?”

“Hmm?” She blinked and looked up at him, frowning, and accepted the handkerchief he gave her as if it were something alien. “What’s this?”

“Your nose is bleeding.”

“Not again. Shit.” She pressed the handkerchief to her nose and looked at Wyatt, adding, “I’m sorry. That was an invasion of privacy, and unforgivable.”

“You said it, not me,” he muttered. But he was watching her intently, frowning, and no one had to ask what he was thinking and wondering.

“I’m also sorry about your friend,” she told him matter-of-factly. “But we both know the seer who told him he was going to die didn’t force him to kill himself.”

He paled and went very still once again. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Samantha knew all too well that most people disliked having their secrets dragged out into the open, and it went against her nature to expose Wyatt’s when there were others present. But the other two people in the room were also psychic, and as much as she hated doing it, Samantha felt that they all needed to know why Wyatt Metcalf so hated and distrusted “fortune-tellers.”

“You were very young,” she said, holding her voice level. “Maybe twelve or so. You weren’t here in Golden-it was on a coast somewhere, at the ocean. You and some friends went to a carnival, and on a dare you all had your fortunes told by the seer.”

“She was no seer. She-“

Samantha kept talking, ignoring the interruption. “She let all of you remain in her booth while she told your fortunes, one by one. Most of what she told each of you was vague and positive, not surprisingly. No reputable psychic would ever deliberately tell a client- especially a young one-that something tragic would happen to them, particularly if they could do nothing to avert that fate. But your friend, your best friend, was troubled. He’d been troubled a long time, and you knew it. He’d even talked about killing himself.”

“He didn’t-I didn’t believe-“

“Of course you didn’t believe him. Who believes in suicide at twelve except someone who wants to die? But the seer believed him.

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