her.â
Mike muttered an expletive under his breath. âIâm sorry. All it takes is the slightest problem when a Corwin man is in love and my father loses it.â
Derek shook his head. âHeâs already lost it, Mike.â
Mike knew. He just hated facing it because, too often as a child, heâd feared ending up like his father. As an adult, he prided himself on how well he had things together. He had a job as a cop, a career that enabled him to protect others, something he never quite felt heâd been able to do for his father. Edward fought his own demons. Mike fought other peopleâs, at least in a way, and remained sane.
âLook, we know my father has issues.â
âRight. The problem is, heâs spreading the insanity now. Gabrielle came home the other day to find red dust sprinkled outside the front door.â
âIn Boston or Stewart?â Mike asked, since his cousin and his wife had a house in their small hometown village of Stewart and a Brownstone in downtown Boston. Gabrielle had lived in Boston before sheâd gotten back together with Derek and theyâd kept her place as a city retreat or an office in case Gabrielle was on deadline and needed peace and quiet.
âStewart. But thanks for reminding me. Iâm going to have to check the brownstone before I leave. Iâd hate for Gabrielle to find a present from your father next time she visits.â
âIâm sure your place in Boston is fine. I canât seemy father going too far, can you?â The man rarely went into Stewart, let alone ventured beyond the town lines.
Derek shook his head. âBut you never know. The red dust was followed by a string of juju dolls across the doorway. Gabrielle said she was damn near decapitated by the fishing line he used.â
âIâll talk to him,â Mike promised. âIâll call him tonight.â
âI think he disconnected his phone line. Afraid of traveling spirits or some such nonsense.â
Mike raised his eyebrows in surprise. âAre you sure? I just spoke to him before I left for Vegas on Thursday.â
âDid you call him orââ
âHe called me from his cell.â
âNo wires.â Derek shrugged. âDonât ask me. It makes sense to him, thatâs all I know. I paid him a visit on Saturday and he explained to me. I told him as nicely as possible that Gabrielle appreciates his concern but she doesnât want his spirit-invoking items left in surprise places.â Derek spread his hands in front of him. âI just donât think it sunk in.â
Mike nodded. âI canât imagine it would. Heâs too obsessed. Iâll see what I can do,â he promised.
But Mike didnât hold out much hope. Renee, Mikeâs mother, had threatened to leave Edward when the craziness became too much for her to handle, and when nothing changed, she followedthrough. Since then Edward hadnât changed, only sunken deeper into his own world.
The waitress arrived with their burgers. While she put their plates on the table, Mike silently thought about his parentsâ so-called cursed marriage.
Renee had fallen for Edward in the early days when heâd been fairly normal. But before sheâd met him, Edward had been in love with another woman, Sara Jean. And Edwardâs brother, Thomas, had fallen in love with her, too. When Sara married Thomas, something in Edward died. Rumors sheâd been Edwardâs second choice and Edwardâs own hard-to-live-with personality, which only grew worse over time, led Renee to finally leave him.
Mikeâs mother was now happily married to a doctor and living a normal life. Mike envied her.
Mike would do what he could for his cousin and his wife, but knowing Edward, once he had his mind set on a course of action regarding the curse, nothing would change his mind.
Mike turned his attention to lunch. âIâm starving. Long day in
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