Oracle: A Paranormal Women's Fiction Series (A Diana Hawthorne Supernatural Mystery Book 1) by Carissa Andrews

Author:Carissa Andrews [Andrews, Carissa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Author Revolution LLC
Published: 2018-06-21T04:00:00+00:00

12

RENALDO’S JAW slacks open, “You’re going where?”

“Italy,” I say for the fourth time.

“And why is that again?” his eyebrow arcs.

“Oh, for Godsake, you already know why. Hell, you’re the one who practically pushed me into it.”

Ren feigns surprise, his hand pressing delicately against his chest. “I most certainly did not. I said to show the man what you can do and help him with the case—but I most certainly didn’t say run halfway around the world with him. I mean, what am I meant to tell your clientele? A couple of days, I can handle. Sure. No problem. But an open-ended question mark without their favorite psychic? They’re gonna freak. Oh my God, what about Mrs. Kaminski?” His eyes widen and he fans himself.

“What about her?” I chuckle under my breath.

“Don’t you give me that, Diana Hawthorne. You know damn well if that woman doesn’t find a way to connect with her cat every damn week she’ll be haunting my stoop daily until she can. She smells like kitty litter and dawn dish soap. This is not a position I want to be put in.”

“I’m sorry, Ren. I don’t know what to say. Unless we can find these guys quickly—and I’m hoping we can—we could end up being there a while. I don’t want to lie and say it will be quick. We’re not going all that way only to turn around empty handed. Who knows where they are right now. It’s going to take us at least a day just to get our bearings. By that point, they could be in a different country, for all I know.”

Renaldo shifts to his other foot and crosses his arms.

I sigh, “Okay, look. If Mrs. Kaminski gives you any trouble, let me know. I can see if Blake will help me set up one of those computer telecommunication program thingies. What’s the one called? Snipe?”

“Skype,” Ren says, running his hand over his face.

“Yeah, yeah, that’s what I meant. That way, I can still do a reading for her if she gets out of control. Sound good?”

“Oh my God, yes. Bless you,” Ren says, breathlessly as he drops his hands and grabs hold of both my arms.

My back goes rigid and I glance down at his hands. Too many images of him arguing with Brody flood my mind, mixed with long nights holding hands and making up.

He smiles awkwardly, then pretends to brush something off my sleeve, before letting go altogether.

“Great. Now that’s settled. I do have to discuss the matter of payroll…” I begin.

“Oh, here we go,” Renaldo says, taking a step back.

“Don’t worry. It’s no big deal. I’m going to be shooting you cash while I’m gone. But since I’m not here to look over time cards and whatnot—you’ll have to take what you get. It’ll be comparable to what your typical week is, though. We can work out any overages or shortfalls when I get back.”

Heaving a big sigh, Renaldo nods. “Works for me. For a moment there, I thought you were going to expect me to do all this from the goodness of my little black heart.

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