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other tenants? All the normal questions a landlord with two potential renters would ask.
There was no question hinting about her being paranormal, which meant they didn’t know if she was.
Finally the managers emerged and Amber closed the door, but she didn’t lock it this time. That could be an oversight or a sign of confidence. Either way, he was sure he could convince her to leave.
Before either Sly or Morgaine spoke, a knock at the door indicated visitors. Rory strode to the door and opened it to reveal his grinning sisters. They held a futon laden with grocery bags and they hadn’t even broken a sweat.
“Ah,” he said. “How lucky am I to have such a strong and loyal family?”
Sly smiled. “Let me help you with that.”
“No need. We’ve got it,” Chloe said. “Where do you want this, Brother?”
“Me thinks right in front of the fireplace would be nice. Don’t you?” he asked Morgaine.
She nodded. “You can only burn candles in the fireplace though.”
“A pity. But I always abide by the rules.” He turned to his sisters. “You didn’t happen to purchase any candles, did you?”
They set down the futon in front of the fireplace and Shannon grunted. “We were thinkin’ you might like to eat and sleep, so we got you a bed, food, and cutlery.”
Chloe snorted. “I suppose you wanted a complete set of silver and bone china for twelve, but we didn’t get those either.”
He held up his hands. “You’ve got the right of it. I only need the basics for now.”
“I can bring you a few candles,” Morgaine said and smiled.
“Thank you!” Rory didn’t mean to sound so surprised.
The bedroom door opened. Amber glanced at the cozy setup and the girls carrying bags of groceries to the kitchen.
“Oh. You’re moving in? Well, don’t get too comfortable, because I just called a moving company to pack my apartment and bring all my things here.”
“And how are they supposed to get into your old apartment?” Chloe asked. “It’s not like we’re about to help you turn out our brother so you can leave.”
“I called my neighbor, Candy. She has an emergency key to my apartment and said she’d let the movers in.”
Everyone focused on the managers, who’d been silently observing the whole time.
At last, Morgaine said, “Since we can’t seem to come to a decision, we’re going to let the other tenants weigh in. Are you both agreeable to meeting them?”
“Absolutely,” Rory said. He hoped there were a lot of female tenants he could use his Irish charisma on…even though the only woman he wanted to charm at the moment was the one least interested in his existence.
* * *
Finn Kelley sat at a card table across from a gypsy inside a colorful tent.
I must be mad. Truth be told, he’d consult the devil himself to get a clue to Shannon’s whereabouts. The doctor was right, drinking didn’t solve the problem. As soon as Finn had sobered up, he’d known that.
“You’re missing someone,” the gypsy woman said. “A young woman, I see.”
Finn leaned forward, hoping to get a glimpse of whatever was in the seer’s crystal ball. “Where is she?”
The gypsy stared into the crystal and her brows furrowed. “Hmmm…”
She leaned forward and seemed to be straining to see something. A full minute passed. At last she shut her eyes, leaned back, and rubbed her temples.
“What’s wrong?”
“That knowledge is blocked.”
“Blocked? What do you mean?”
“I mean that bit of information is shrouded—being kept secret by someone or some thing . An entity… And trying to get to it is hurting my head.”
Finn narrowed his eyes. “Is this a ploy for more money? Will another dozen euros find a way through that block?”
Her back stiffened. “As much as I’d like more money to offset the pain I just suffered, I am not a fraud. I am telling you that someone or something is not allowing me to see more.”
“I don’t understand.”
She sighed. “It must be powerful
There was no question hinting about her being paranormal, which meant they didn’t know if she was.
Finally the managers emerged and Amber closed the door, but she didn’t lock it this time. That could be an oversight or a sign of confidence. Either way, he was sure he could convince her to leave.
Before either Sly or Morgaine spoke, a knock at the door indicated visitors. Rory strode to the door and opened it to reveal his grinning sisters. They held a futon laden with grocery bags and they hadn’t even broken a sweat.
“Ah,” he said. “How lucky am I to have such a strong and loyal family?”
Sly smiled. “Let me help you with that.”
“No need. We’ve got it,” Chloe said. “Where do you want this, Brother?”
“Me thinks right in front of the fireplace would be nice. Don’t you?” he asked Morgaine.
She nodded. “You can only burn candles in the fireplace though.”
“A pity. But I always abide by the rules.” He turned to his sisters. “You didn’t happen to purchase any candles, did you?”
They set down the futon in front of the fireplace and Shannon grunted. “We were thinkin’ you might like to eat and sleep, so we got you a bed, food, and cutlery.”
Chloe snorted. “I suppose you wanted a complete set of silver and bone china for twelve, but we didn’t get those either.”
He held up his hands. “You’ve got the right of it. I only need the basics for now.”
“I can bring you a few candles,” Morgaine said and smiled.
“Thank you!” Rory didn’t mean to sound so surprised.
The bedroom door opened. Amber glanced at the cozy setup and the girls carrying bags of groceries to the kitchen.
“Oh. You’re moving in? Well, don’t get too comfortable, because I just called a moving company to pack my apartment and bring all my things here.”
“And how are they supposed to get into your old apartment?” Chloe asked. “It’s not like we’re about to help you turn out our brother so you can leave.”
“I called my neighbor, Candy. She has an emergency key to my apartment and said she’d let the movers in.”
Everyone focused on the managers, who’d been silently observing the whole time.
At last, Morgaine said, “Since we can’t seem to come to a decision, we’re going to let the other tenants weigh in. Are you both agreeable to meeting them?”
“Absolutely,” Rory said. He hoped there were a lot of female tenants he could use his Irish charisma on…even though the only woman he wanted to charm at the moment was the one least interested in his existence.
* * *
Finn Kelley sat at a card table across from a gypsy inside a colorful tent.
I must be mad. Truth be told, he’d consult the devil himself to get a clue to Shannon’s whereabouts. The doctor was right, drinking didn’t solve the problem. As soon as Finn had sobered up, he’d known that.
“You’re missing someone,” the gypsy woman said. “A young woman, I see.”
Finn leaned forward, hoping to get a glimpse of whatever was in the seer’s crystal ball. “Where is she?”
The gypsy stared into the crystal and her brows furrowed. “Hmmm…”
She leaned forward and seemed to be straining to see something. A full minute passed. At last she shut her eyes, leaned back, and rubbed her temples.
“What’s wrong?”
“That knowledge is blocked.”
“Blocked? What do you mean?”
“I mean that bit of information is shrouded—being kept secret by someone or some thing . An entity… And trying to get to it is hurting my head.”
Finn narrowed his eyes. “Is this a ploy for more money? Will another dozen euros find a way through that block?”
Her back stiffened. “As much as I’d like more money to offset the pain I just suffered, I am not a fraud. I am telling you that someone or something is not allowing me to see more.”
“I don’t understand.”
She sighed. “It must be powerful
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