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Authors: Dale Mayer
Tags: Fiction, General, Suspense, Romance, Thrillers, Mystery & Detective, Women Sleuths, Crime, Paranormal
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steps. The waves had slimmed, twisting and curling in anger, the remnants of a violent act left behind. She frowned. Hands on her hips, she pivoted in a slow circle, an ear cocked for the whispers. Ah. There.
She walked to the right about twenty feet and stopped again, searching for a physical sign, something to point to other people.
A small ravine taken over by trees and brush dropped in front of her. She surveyed it first, then discovering where the ground had recently been disturbed, she walked closer.
And froze. The waves of energy became more defined, separating into wide, twisting black ribbons. All centering on one spot.
Shit.
Another one.
CHAPTER SEVEN
K ali closed her eyes as different visions poured through her mind, mixing, and churning into a bizarre picture of someone's life. Someone laughed, she saw a grim smile, then the image flashed to someone else crying with pain. Bizarre colors swept through her mind. She struggled to orient herself. Sacramento. Apartment collapse. Murder.
Her nostrils flared, already smelling what Mother Nature hid. Decomposition. It took minutes of focused deep breathing before her senses returned to normal.
She wandered toward the center, her thoughts consumed with the next problem...disclosing it without anyone knowing about her talents or putting herself forward as a suspect. This required Shiloh. And maybe a witness or two.
The coffee station had emptied of people. Kali poured herself another cup of java, even though her caffeine intake had her floating already. Then she went to check on Shiloh.
As she came into view, the dog whined, her paw lifting to the wire front gate, her chocolate eyes beseeching. Perfect, Shiloh needed a walk. Time to find a witness. Kali's gaze darted in one direction then the next. Time was of the essence. There. The two women enjoying donuts at the edge of the center had stopped to talk to Shiloh this morning. Now if they cooperated, she could get this thing done.
Unlocking the cage, she hugged Shiloh, laughing in-between her face wash. "Let's go girl. Walk time."
Shiloh woofed and danced at her side, wagging her long plume of a tail. Kali snapped on her lead. Shiloh sobered. "Yeah, you know already don't you, Sweetheart?" The two headed over where the ladies were talking quietly. The older lady, dressed all in denim, went to pet Shiloh, then stopped and looked up at Kali in question first.
"Sure, you can pet her. She's not on the job now."
"She's beautiful."
Shiloh wagged her tail, her nose in the air, head tilted to one side. A perfect lady accepting her accolades.
The other woman, sporting long pigtail braids, asked, "How old is she?"
"She's seven." Kali gave the two women a friendly response. "Do you two live close by?"
They both nodded. The older lady answered. "We live a couple of blocks over. We wanted to help in some way."
Kali understood. "I'm sure everyone appreciates what you're doing."
The younger woman smiled warmly. "I'm Doris by the way. It's been good to be able to do something. This is so horrible for the families."
"Do you want to stroll over this way a little so Shiloh can relieve herself?" Kali walked a couple of steps, still speaking with them. "In cases like this, it's the survivors I feel bad for."
The two ladies fell into step beside her, tired but happy to carry on the conversation.
"Those poor people." The older woman spoke angrily. "The apartment was supposed to be torn down in the spring, only the landlord managed to keep the matter tied up in the courts."
"The guy's just plain mean," said Doris. "We all knew people had moved into the building, but since most had lost their homes and jobs, we didn't want to make an issue of it. I'm one of the lucky ones. My husband is a policeman, so he's employed, but we have so many friends in trouble. Marian here," she patted her friend on the shoulder, "her husband was laid off at the beginning of this recession. He found a new job about a
She walked to the right about twenty feet and stopped again, searching for a physical sign, something to point to other people.
A small ravine taken over by trees and brush dropped in front of her. She surveyed it first, then discovering where the ground had recently been disturbed, she walked closer.
And froze. The waves of energy became more defined, separating into wide, twisting black ribbons. All centering on one spot.
Shit.
Another one.
CHAPTER SEVEN
K ali closed her eyes as different visions poured through her mind, mixing, and churning into a bizarre picture of someone's life. Someone laughed, she saw a grim smile, then the image flashed to someone else crying with pain. Bizarre colors swept through her mind. She struggled to orient herself. Sacramento. Apartment collapse. Murder.
Her nostrils flared, already smelling what Mother Nature hid. Decomposition. It took minutes of focused deep breathing before her senses returned to normal.
She wandered toward the center, her thoughts consumed with the next problem...disclosing it without anyone knowing about her talents or putting herself forward as a suspect. This required Shiloh. And maybe a witness or two.
The coffee station had emptied of people. Kali poured herself another cup of java, even though her caffeine intake had her floating already. Then she went to check on Shiloh.
As she came into view, the dog whined, her paw lifting to the wire front gate, her chocolate eyes beseeching. Perfect, Shiloh needed a walk. Time to find a witness. Kali's gaze darted in one direction then the next. Time was of the essence. There. The two women enjoying donuts at the edge of the center had stopped to talk to Shiloh this morning. Now if they cooperated, she could get this thing done.
Unlocking the cage, she hugged Shiloh, laughing in-between her face wash. "Let's go girl. Walk time."
Shiloh woofed and danced at her side, wagging her long plume of a tail. Kali snapped on her lead. Shiloh sobered. "Yeah, you know already don't you, Sweetheart?" The two headed over where the ladies were talking quietly. The older lady, dressed all in denim, went to pet Shiloh, then stopped and looked up at Kali in question first.
"Sure, you can pet her. She's not on the job now."
"She's beautiful."
Shiloh wagged her tail, her nose in the air, head tilted to one side. A perfect lady accepting her accolades.
The other woman, sporting long pigtail braids, asked, "How old is she?"
"She's seven." Kali gave the two women a friendly response. "Do you two live close by?"
They both nodded. The older lady answered. "We live a couple of blocks over. We wanted to help in some way."
Kali understood. "I'm sure everyone appreciates what you're doing."
The younger woman smiled warmly. "I'm Doris by the way. It's been good to be able to do something. This is so horrible for the families."
"Do you want to stroll over this way a little so Shiloh can relieve herself?" Kali walked a couple of steps, still speaking with them. "In cases like this, it's the survivors I feel bad for."
The two ladies fell into step beside her, tired but happy to carry on the conversation.
"Those poor people." The older woman spoke angrily. "The apartment was supposed to be torn down in the spring, only the landlord managed to keep the matter tied up in the courts."
"The guy's just plain mean," said Doris. "We all knew people had moved into the building, but since most had lost their homes and jobs, we didn't want to make an issue of it. I'm one of the lucky ones. My husband is a policeman, so he's employed, but we have so many friends in trouble. Marian here," she patted her friend on the shoulder, "her husband was laid off at the beginning of this recession. He found a new job about a
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