Magic & Mistletoe, Confessions of a Closet Medium, Book 2 by Nyx Halliwell

Author:Nyx Halliwell [Halliwell, Nyx]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781948686341
Publisher: Beach Path Publishing, LLC

Chapter Sixteen

By the time I return, Daddy’s in bed, and I’m disappointed.

Logan is waiting with hot chocolate, complete with tiny marshmallows and a candy cane. “Said he was exhausted and he’d talk to you tomorrow.”

We take our seats in front of the fireplace, and I’m itching to check my messages. While I was looking for Haylee, Winter called, as did an unknown number—my intuition tells me that one is Paris.

Well, my intuition and Sherlock. Hovering in the living room, he tries to get me to hurry Logan along so I can get back to the business at hand.

Logan’s argyle socked feet are on the coffee table, and he wears a serious expression on his face as he watches the flames in the hearth. They dance, throwing golden light over his features.

I nudge him. “What is it? What aren’t you telling me?”

He glances toward the staircase and lowers his voice. “I don’t want you to worry, but I have a feeling someone is setting up your dad.”

“That’s exactly what I think. I suspect Haylee Dean Bower is involved.” I relate what Penn told me. “I haven’t tracked her down yet, but when I do, I’ll get to the bottom of this.”

He doesn’t seem convinced. “She has to be staying here in town. Somebody must know where she’s at.”

“Are you up for helping me make a few calls?”

We set our cocoas down and take out our phones. In twenty minutes, we have no further leads, and it’s late enough that people are starting to get annoyed at the invasion. I’ve put Rosie and Queenie on the hunt, though, so I know we’ll track her down soon enough.

I finish my drink, torn between savoring this peaceful moment and sending Logan off with a kiss so I can return to the other issues, especially the one concerning him.

He rubs my back, takes the empty cup from my hand, and rises. “You need rest, and I’ve got a big day tomorrow.”

I trail after him to the kitchen. He rinses the mugs and puts them in the dishwasher as I soak up every inch of him and consider telling him the truth. He hugs and kisses me before he leaves, and I hold my tongue.

As he crosses the street to his place, I stare at the vulgar yellow police tape trembling in the breeze. I confront the cat door knob. “You didn’t tell me Haylee Dean Bower was here.”

“Don’t know who that is,” the cat answers with a sleepy yawn.

“You didn’t see her attack Sean?”

“No one attacked him,” one of the gargoyles snarls. “Go to bed!”

I turn off the porch light and head upstairs. They aren’t ones to lie. At least I have no reason to believe so, but if it’s not an accident and no one killed Sean…that would mean it was natural causes.

“He tripped and choked,” I tell myself again.

But the idea of Haylee knocking him off still clings to my mind.

In order not to wake my father, I text Winter after listening to her voicemail and let her know I’ve collected the ingredients for the spells.

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