disconcerting though.
Tara was obviously pleasantly surprised to hear from me, and
I couldn’t help but notice Sierra’s eyes narrow at Tara’s familiar and almost
intimate tone. Her voice changed though to a more normal tone when I
explained the problem, she even had me text her one of the pictures.
She said thoughtfully, “I believe I can help, but I need
twenty-four hours. Come see me tomorrow afternoon at the store
okay? I assume the pack will repay the favor when I have need?”
Derik nodded at me, apparently werewolves had excellent
hearing.
“Yes, they will, and thanks.”
She chuckled, “Your welcome Ben,” and hung up the phone.
Sierra said quite firmly, “I will go with you.”
Derik raised his eyebrow at Sierra in surprise, but the rest
of the wolves were unreadable.
I was smart enough not to argue with her tone, but I
wondered if her motivation had been merely to remain the pack liaison as I
helped, or if she’d been jealous of Tara’s tone with me on the phone…
We had a plan for our next steps, so we broke up. It
was time for another train ride and I wasn’t looking forward to my fourth trip
in one day. Diana had told me once that sorcerers of air could transport
themselves from one place to another, but I hadn’t figured out how yet and had
no one to teach me. Until I did, it was public transportation or walking
for me.
Sierra and Gerald gave me a ride back to the train at
Derik’s insistence. Sierra wasn’t to be by herself just like the rest of
them, not even for a quick drive. I never had gotten around to asking
Sierra out on a date, but between a virtual stranger being there, and Debbie’s
death putting a pall over things, it just wasn’t the time for it.
It was past dinner time and I was looking forward to
relaxing at home for a bit after getting back into the city, and perhaps a full
night’s sleep. The last two days had been a bit hectic, but it turns out
the day wasn’t quite done with me yet.
Chapter
10
Thursday, May 19 th , 2016, 07:32 PM
Instead of going home I found myself walking toward my
office. I was hungry and it hadn’t been a great day, but I sucked it up,
I was sure there’d be a good reason for me to show up. In hindsight later
that night I didn’t see how in this situation it was a good thing, but perhaps
it would’ve been worse if it didn’t. If that makes sense, call it the
lesser of two evils.
I sat behind my desk and waited for some indication of what
to do, but I didn’t feel the urge to do any research, and I was all caught up
on paperwork. Just when I’d decided someone must be coming to the office
I heard the door open and close. A few seconds later a woman poked her
head in my office, with a huge smile on her face. She looked really
familiar but I couldn’t place her at first.
She said in an upbeat voice, “Hi, I’m looking for Ben
Edwards, is that you?”
I smiled tentatively at her friendliness, “Yes, what can I
do for you miss?”
Her smile grew larger, and she walked into my office.
She had long golden blonde curly hair, a lovely heart shaped face and bright
blue eyes. Her figure was willowy and she was dressed in a woman’s pants
suit. I realized who she was a moment before she introduced herself and
saw a camera man edge into the doorway.
“Hi, I’m Kira Downs, nightly news. I wanted to talk to
you about what happened earlier today.”
Oh, this wasn’t good. I’d had to dodge reporters
before, I had a pretty good track record as a psychic after all, but in the
past it had always been the sensational columns in the rags at the grocery
checkout, or a couple of times a blogger of some supernatural website.
Most people didn’t take it seriously since I’d debuted next to an alligator boy
story. This was the first time someone from a mainstream news station
ever tried to interview me.
I tried to remain calm, and not volunteer any information, a
lot happened today.
“What