Free Oracle Seeing (The Phoenix Files Book 2) by Morgan Kelley

Nathaniel…he’s wearing a blue shirt the color of his beautiful eyes.”
    Nate’s heart hitched.
    He loved when she saw him.
    Their meeting in dreams was always his blessing. It was his favorite thing to do with Avalon, next to rolling around and getting sweaty.
    “You’re right,” Lucian stated.
    Avalon’s laughter filtered through the room. “My gift has connected with yours. I can see while I’m here. I’m using my mind, but I can see as clearly as you can. By the way, you need glasses,” she said. “It’s blurry.”
    He didn’t know what to say.
    “Glasses for one eye?”
    “Okay, a contact. Your vision is likely jacked up from the explosion.”
    “Uh, Avalon, my face is jacked up. My eye is the least of my issues.”
    “Before you say it, you’re still very handsome, Lucian. It’s perception. I think you look like a pirate,” she said, as he looked at his reflection on the stainless steel refrigerator.
    “A pirate?”
    He didn’t know what the hell to say to that.
    Nate wanted to punch something.
    How much more was he supposed to take? His fiancée was complimenting another man. Was that her way of flirting?
    Really?
    He was right there in the room.
    What the bloody hell was going on?
    He should have stayed in bed. This was the worst day of his life, and he didn’t even know why.
    “How about we talk about what you saw?” Luke asked, changing the subject before his partner blew. “Can we talk about the killer?”
    Avalon made two cups of tea and handed one to the man beside her. When he went to sit, she stayed nearby. This little gift was astounding to her.
    How she was doing it, she didn’t know, but she loved it. Her gifts were getting stronger and stronger, and she could even see Nate.
    And he was scowling.
    Crap!
    “He was mutilating him.”
    “Who’s him?”
    Lucian sipped the tea. When Avalon patted his arm, he took a deep breath. “His face was nearly cut off, but it’s Dale Plunkett.”
    Nate pointed at Maura, and she began doing the research. They needed to move fast on this. In the morning, there’d be another body, and he wanted to cut off the local law before they could interfere.
    “How do you know?” Avalon asked.
    “I went head to head against him in court more times than I could count. Normally, I beat him.”
    Luke was making notes on his tablet. “What did he do?”
    “He’s a criminal defense attorney. He used to get the scumbags free. I’d put them in, he’d find a loophole and get the case tossed for lack of evidence or for some lame excuse, and they’d be out on the street causing mayhem again.”
    Well, that would make anyone mad enough to kill.
    Even them.
    “He liked money, and he spent most of his time in the mob’s pocket.”
    “Could this be a mob hit?” asked Jagger. He didn’t often ask questions, but this hit close to home. His father had been a scumbag Irish mob boss.
    Now he was dead.
    The world was a better place.
    “I don’t think so,” Avalon offered. “It felt personal. As I was in Lucian’s mind, I could feel this killer’s rage. He wanted the person to suffer, and he was doing his best to make that happen.”
    “What was done to him?”
    Lucian told them everything.
    “Jesus,” Maura muttered. “We have one hell of a sicko.”
    Nate began pacing.
    “What’s wrong, Nathaniel?” Avalon asked.
    “We’re going to have to head to the Sheriff’s office first thing in the morning. We need to get in on this, and fast. This has the potential of blowing up on us. If we want to keep this low key, we have to get in control.”
    Luke agreed.
    “What are you going to tell them?” Lucian asked. “You can’t say my name. God! You can’t point them at me. I’m finally forgotten, and I don’t need to have this back on me again.”
    Avalon patted his arm.
    She saw what was coming.
    He was going to be good. This killer was a blessing to him, only he didn’t see it yet.
    He would.
    It would be a difficult road, but he’d