Neither of us wanted to crawl out of bed the following morning and go into the office. Not only had we been deprived of adequate rest the night before, but the house wasn’t in as convenient a location as our apartments were and we needed to allow an extra twenty minutes of travel time.
“Are you sorry that we moved in yet?” I asked as I started the car and put it in drive.
“Not yet,” Nora said as she handed me my travel cup that was filled with steaming hot coffee and a warm, toasted bagel with cream cheese that was wrapped in a paper towel. “If we have any more things like yesterday occur, I might be.”
I heaved a sigh. “I don’t feel like going into work today. Rumor has it that I’ll be starting a new case that will require a good deal of observation.”
“That means hours of sitting with a camera,” she offered.
I took a bite of my bagel and nodded. &l
It took a while for me to fall asleep. My mind was too tortured by guilt over feeling love and desire for two men -as well as anger and frustration- to easily settle down. When it finally did, I slept until Nora woke me up in the late afternoon.“If you sleep all day, you’ll be up all night,” she said.I rolled onto my back and yawned. “You’re right, I said as I stretched in a cat-like manner. “What time is it?”“Four-thirty,” she said. “Did you know that Killian is moving out?”I sat up with a start. “What?”“You shouldn’t have had sex with him, Esma,” she complained.“He told you?” I gasped.She shook her head. “I came up to check on you and saw you two in the linen closet going at it like bulls.”I looked away. “It was pretty intense.”“Well, it r
We said nothing on the drive home, for which I was thankful. Killian had learned enough about me to recognize when I wasn’t in the mood for talking.I spent my ride home fretting over the overuse of the magic box and the possible depletion of its magic. I’d reminded him about it just as he’d placed me in the car and he quickly went back into the house to fetch it for me. He was a good man and an even better friend.Nora was just getting up when we entered the kitchen.“What the devil?” she said with a shocked expression that quickly erased all signs of sleep from her face. “Esmerelda, you look exhausted. Where have you two been?”I looked, questioningly, at Killian and then back at her. “You didn’t tell Killian that I was gone?”“Gone? Gone where?” she asked. “When?”“I was ripped from my bed in the middle of th
I sat up and waited for my surroundings to come into focus while I listened to Roger’s angry voice giving my kidnapper his rights. Someone was kneeling beside me and was supporting me with his arms around my shoulders. It was Killian.“How did you find me?” I asked.“I used magic,” he said in a hushed voice, “but don’t repeat that. As far as everyone is concerned, you got to a phone and called for help.”“He forced me to send Lance a message that I’m sure ate up most of the magic in the box,” I whimpered.“We’ll worry about that later,” he said as he helped me into a chair. Holding up two fingers, he asked, “How many fingers am I holding up?”“I’m fine,” I said as I pushed some wild curls from my face. “I could use a hair tie, though.”He gently brushed a few strands of hair behind my ear
The car was parked next to a weathered shed in a small clearing that was surrounded by trees. I’d guessed right, the place was definitely hidden and secluded. I assumed that the shed was my intended prison, had I not been fortunate to get free.I stole a quick glance at my abductors. Although I’d put a sizable gash on the side of the larger one’s head, I was sure that he was still breathing. Fred, on the other hand, was stone dead and lying in a pool of his own blood. I longed for water to rinse the taste of his blood and the residue feel of his flesh from my mouth.I’d walked a few yards away from the car in the direction of a grove of trees to the east of the gravel drive when I heard the faint barking of a dog. Was there a guard dog wandering about?I ran toward the trees for protection. When the light from the floodlight dissipated, I stop to lean against a large tree trunk while I caugh
My evening with Nora was a long time coming. Since she and Roger became a couple, she’d spent most of her evenings with him or doing research about houseboats for him. Apparently, it was his lifelong dream to own one.We’d watched the movie “Beaches” in the media room and ate too much popcorn until my body screamed for sleep. Since she’d had a long day as well, she needed no convincing when I suggested that we call it an early night.It was the first night since Killian moved in that he wasn’t home by ten o’clock. There’d been no intruders or anything suspicious to warrant him staying in residence, but I’d grown accustomed to his company and the house was so big that I suggested that he make it his home. Nora seconded the suggestion. After making a joke about missing Nora’s cooking too much to leave it, he readily agreed.It felt almost eerie getting ready for bed kno
I was coming downstairs when Killian rushed into the house and grabbed both my hands. He wore a look of excited satisfaction. “I have something for you.”“A present?” I said with childlike excitement.It was a few weeks since we’d all sat down for a lasagna dinner and Nora bonded with Roger. Since then, she’d paid minimal attention to Killian; leaving him open for conversations with me about investigating, magic, the secret society, or a variety of other topics. It turned out that we had a good deal in common.He gently pulled me down the steps without letting go of my hands. His satisfied Cheshire cat grin made me giggle with anticipation.“What is it?” I asked with excitement.“In a minute,” he said. “I want you seated before I show you.”“Will I like it?” I asked.“Oh, no you don’t,” he chu