Third Eye P.I.
"I told you it would end last night."
"Daniel." Cassie didn't even know where to begin. "Can I please talk with you, in private?"
He nodded and followed her back to the house. She poured them both coffees, and they sat at the kitchen table.
"How did you know?" Cassie asked point blank.
"You already know the answer." He shifted uncomfortably in his chair.
"Yes, I know you have a gift. But how? What is your gift?"
"I can see things. A third eye, if you will. I have dreams of the future, and I don't have any control over when or how they come to me, but once I have the dream, I seem to know all the details."
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