There was a glass jar sitting on the altar. A heart floated inside it, soaking in some kind of liquid. The thing had turned completely black. Seven white candles sat around the heart. The melting wax dripped onto the table, making these disturbing patterns. "Are you doing okay?" Aria glanced back at Landon with a frown. "This place really doesn't seem like your scene." Landon's eyes narrowed. "I'm fine. That heart's been sitting there a while from the look of it." "The whole thing's gone black." Aria kept her voice casual. "This is definitely Heather's work. I just don't get why she's keeping a heart down here." Aria looked up at the wall behind the altar. A black and white photo hung there. It was a young woman in an old-style dress. She had a pretty face, but her eyes were totally blank. Someone had taken a red marker and drawn a huge X right across the middle of the photo. Then Aria spotted someone kneeling in front of the altar. It was Heather. She had her back to the
The whole point of Aria's show was to make Charlotte trust her abilities. If Charlotte could invite Aria over to her house to check the esoteric patterns, it would make investigating way easier. Right then, an older woman came downstairs. It was Jubal's stepmother, Heather Gunter. Heather frowned at him, looking annoyed. "Jubal, what's going on here?" Jubal's tone conveyed zero respect. "I invited everyone over for dinner. Do you have a problem with that?" Heather's voice got low. "Why didn't anyone tell me about this? I'm your father's wife. Don't I have a right to know what's happening in this house?" "You're getting old, so I figured you need your rest." Jubal's words had an edge to them. "Besides, this is the Grissle residence, and I'm the eldest son. I should have some say around here, right?" While they were arguing, Aria scanned the room, looking for something. Then she spotted it—a small door in the hall that nobody would normally notice. It had a padlock on it and a
After Aria said those words, the atmosphere instantly got tense. Even the woman standing nearby held her breath. Audrey's face changed. "Is it..." "That's right." Aria's voice was calm. "Joy and wealth will always find you. You'll succeed in anything you do." Aria's dramatic pause had scared the hell out of Audrey. "Oh, that's what you meant. I thought..." Aria's dark eyes sparkled. "Just wanted to give you a little thrill ride, Mrs. Keating. I hope you don't mind." "Not at all." Audrey smiled warmly. "Good news is worth the wait. I hope it's like you said—wealth and success all around." Audrey turned to the woman beside them. "Ms Beckman, you should get a reading too." Michelle Beckman nodded and looked at Aria. "Actually, I wanted to ask about my son's love life. He's not getting any younger, but he still hasn't found a girlfriend." "I'm not Cupid. People make their own fate." Aria looked away and started to leave, but Michelle grabbed her quickly. "Please, Ms. Carv
Aria had to keep her character consistent. She pretended as if she was only helping because Charlotte seemed interesting, not because she was trying to get close. Without hesitation, Charlotte said, "Forget 10,000 dollars—I'll pay 50,000 dollars if you can solve what's troubling me." "It's not about money." Aria looked up slightly. "I have my rules. Each person gets one reading per day. Like they say, revealing too much of heaven's secrets will take a toll on me." "I understand." Charlotte nodded quickly. "Ms. Carver, how about this—I'll book you for the next few weeks. I'll transfer you 100,000 dollars. Would that work?" Aria pretended to think about it. "Fine. Since you're so sincere, I'll cancel my other clients. But only for five days. After that, I'm leaving town." Charlotte lit up. "Perfect! Are you free right now? I'd love to introduce you to my friends. They're all into this stuff too." "Sure." Aria looked up at her. "When?" "Right now!" Charlotte stood up. "My ca
Diana looked up at Aria. "I'll do it." Aria paused. "But I haven't even told you what—" "That doesn't matter." Diana's face softened. "If I can help, I will. I'd do it gladly even if it kills me." Aria kept her face neutral. "It's nothing that dramatic. Remember when you told me about blackmailing those smugglers? Did you notice anything else going on? Like what's happening at the port?" "The port?" Diana thought for a moment. "I've lived here a long time, but I don't hang around the port much. Though I did hear something recently—the customs chief's wife showed up and made a huge scene." "Made a scene?" Aria's eyes sharpened. "Tell me everything." Diana looked up, trying to remember. "This is just what I heard, but apparently, his wife came to the port and kept demanding to see him. Nobody could stop her—or even dared to. Some people overheard her saying that if he ever betrayed her, she'd expose everything he'd done and make sure everyone went down with him. "I mean, it
"You!" Sam's eyes went wide. "That's so mean!" A smile played on Landon's lips. "So, are you going or not?" "Fine, whatever." Sam's shoulders drooped as he dragged himself inside. Once Sam was gone, Landon stood and walked outside. Talon had already shifted to human form and was standing nearby. When he saw Landon coming, he hurried over. "Sir." Landon looked at Talon. "Did you get them?" Talon reached into his pocket and pulled out some candies. "Here are the sweets you wanted." Landon took the candies and didn't bother hiding his smile. He knew Aria had a sweet tooth, but she hadn't had any candy since they got to Portfall. So he'd asked Talon to bring back her favorites. Landon felt the candies in his hands. "What'd you find out?" Talon's voice went serious. "Sir, I've been tracking down what you lost all those years ago. It might be connected to that sacred relic you mentioned." Landon kept his voice flat. "So you think the sacred relic's tied to me?" "Yeah.