Free What the Hex? (A Paranormal P.I. Mystery Book 1) by Rose Pressey

vase for fingerprints. Besides, it looked as if the vase had just been bumped and fell to the floor. I hated that George was so upset.
    “You didn’t notice anything else?” I asked.
    Before he answered, the door opened and Derek strolled in. He wore faded jeans that fit him all too well. With a quick glance in my direction, he flashed his blatantly sexy bedroom eyes and roguish smile… a smile that turned female’s heads everywhere he went. Derek was laid back, sweet talking, and unfortunately, sexy as hell. Try as I might, there was no way to ignore that. Derek was a distraction and bad for business.  
    Derek looked from me to George. “What happened? You all look like someone died.” His eyes widened. “Someone didn’t die, I hope.”
    I shook my head. “No, everyone is fine. George said someone broke in again.”
    Derek and I looked at George.
    “Did you leave the door open?” I checked George’s desk and spotted the key on top.
    He looked at his feet. “I suppose I stepped out for a moment to get coffee across the street. I assumed it would be fine to leave the door open.” 
    I didn’t have the heart to fuss at George for leaving the door open. I folded my arms in front of my chest. “Perhaps from now on we can lock the door, okay?”
    George nodded. “Of course. From now on I will lock the door.”
    Derek looked around. “How do you know someone broke in?”
    “The vase was on the floor.” I examined the floor to make sure I hadn’t missed any small shards in the carpet.
    Derek nodded, as if that made perfect sense. “Is that the only thing out of place?”
    I looked around. “As far as I can tell there is nothing else.”
    When nothing seemed out of place, I focused my attention toward George. That was when I spotted a letter on George’s desk. I picked up the envelope from the desk. It seemed out of place teetering on the edge. George kept everything neat and orderly. He never would have left this dangling on the side, ready to fall at the least little movement. 
    “What’s that?” George asked as he hurried over.
    “A letter,” I said after reading it.
    “Who’s it addressed to?” Derek asked.
    “It doesn’t say.”
    He frowned. “Well, what does it say?”
    “It’s from a secret admirer,” I said in a teasing tone.
    Derek quirked an eyebrow. “It’s kind of creepy though.”
    “I suppose that means it must be for you.” I chuckled.
    Derek scoffed. “Let me see that.” He scanned the letter. “That is kind of weird.”
    “Is anyone going to tell me what the letter says?” George asked.
    I paused, wondering if I should really tell him. How could I not though? It wasn’t like I could eat the letter to get rid of the evidence. “It says that this person has been watching you.”
    George’s eyes widened. “Me?” His voice was full of panic.
    “Calm down. It doesn’t say you specifically. Since it doesn’t say who it’s for, it could be any one of us in this office.” I glanced over at Derek.
    He held his hands up. “Don’t look at me. It’s probably for you. You’ve driven some poor sap crazy with your womanly wiles.”
    I rolled my eyes at Derek.
    “Don’t worry, George, I’ll find out who’s doing this.” I walked over to George and put my arms around him.
    He shook his head. “I know you’ll take care of it.”
    I stuffed the letter in my pocket for further analysis.

Chapter 12
     
    Derek had placed a call and located Amber’s boyfriend. Of course I had no choice but to go with him and try to talk with this guy. I had no idea where we were headed. I wasn’t about to let Derek drive though. Maybe I should trust him more, but so far he hadn’t shown much in the responsibility department.
    “Where are we going? Do you plan on telling me before we actually get there? I need to be prepared,” I said as we stopped at the red light.
    He stared straight ahead. “I thought you’d like it to be a surprise. It’s just up ahead.”
    “Not another