come-hither look. She stepped back and opened the door wider.
Clearing her throat, Morgaine said, “Dottie has rules about public nudity, but it wouldn’t bother me.”
Roz glanced into the hall and gasped when she realized they weren’t alone.
Konrad cringed. “Uh, sorry. I should have said that Morgaine’s waiting to ask you something.”
“Oops.” Roz blushed.
When Morgaine stepped forward, she said, “Don’t be embarrassed. I think it’s cute when couples flirt.”
Roz let out a small giggle and said, “Come in, both of you. Have a seat.”
Morgaine sat on Roz’s antique-looking couch, while Konrad wandered around and looked at her things. He didn’t figure her for an antique buff. An old roll-top desk. A tall wooden cabinet with a glass panel holding thick tomes that he assumed were law books. Lots of fragile-looking furniture he wouldn’t dare put his full weight on.
“Can I get you guys anything to drink?”
“No, thanks,” Morgaine said.
Roz sat next to her on the sofa. “So…what did you want to ask me?”
“I guess I should start at the beginning. I’m a psychic witch and a medium.”
Roz nodded, but her expression didn’t change.
Konrad blew out a breath of relief. Whew. She handled that pretty well. But then he remembered she knew enough about Morgaine already, like leading a séance with Chad, so the information might not come as a shock.
“I’ve been hired to work with a new witness who was present during the theft at the Isabella Stewart Gardener Museum.”
Roz grew more animated. “Really? There’s a new witness? So there might be hope of catching those douche bags who robbed the place, after all?”
“Yes. We’ve already gained some new information, but we don’t know how much of it can be used in court.”
“Why is that?”
“Because the new witness is a ghost.”
Roz’s mouth dropped open. “I…it didn’t come home with you, did it?”
It’s okay, darling. I’m right here. You’re perfectly safe .
“ Are you sure? Ghosts freak me the hell out! Don’t you feel uncomfortable around them? ”
No. Even if the room were full of them, they can’t hurt you.
“ Ugh, that would be like thinking you’re alone in the bathroom while attending a peeping Tom convention. ”
She quickly recovered her neutral demeanor and said, “A ghost? Haunting the museum?”
“Yes, so if we learn anything from Reginald—that’s the spirit’s name—do you think it could be used to claim the reward? I don’t want the court to say it’s bunk and cheat me out of my money if I help recover the art.”
Roz rose to her feet and paced as she talked. “Has the ghost’s presence been substantiated?”
“Well, yeah. I’ve talked to him.”
Konrad spoke up. “So have I. There are two of us who can attest to his being there.
Roz’s eyebrows rose as she focused her sharp gaze on Konrad. “You can talk to ghosts too?”
“Oh, no. I didn’t mean that. Morgaine did her medium thing while I was there. I heard his voice coming through her mouth.”
Roz nodded. “Freaky, but okay…continue.”
“Well,” Morgaine said, “the curator sensed his presence and admitted a couple of visitors claimed to have seen him.”
“I’ll have to check precedents, but I imagine we can’t use ‘sensing a presence.’ Even a sighting could be explained away. But I’m curious about your being a medium. Can you prove you have that, um, gift?”
“Sure.” She looked to Konrad. “Does she know about Chad?”
“Yes. I asked him not to bother Roz, but I don’t know if he listened to me or not.”
“Would you mind a demonstration if I can get Chad to cooperate?” Morgaine asked.
Roz sat up straighter. “Actually that sounds fascinating.”
“Good. He usually hangs out on the third floor, so I’ll run upstairs and see if I can find him.”
“Okay.” Roz watched as Morgaine left and then crossed the room to where Konrad was leaning against the mantelpiece.
Konrad
Clearing her throat, Morgaine said, “Dottie has rules about public nudity, but it wouldn’t bother me.”
Roz glanced into the hall and gasped when she realized they weren’t alone.
Konrad cringed. “Uh, sorry. I should have said that Morgaine’s waiting to ask you something.”
“Oops.” Roz blushed.
When Morgaine stepped forward, she said, “Don’t be embarrassed. I think it’s cute when couples flirt.”
Roz let out a small giggle and said, “Come in, both of you. Have a seat.”
Morgaine sat on Roz’s antique-looking couch, while Konrad wandered around and looked at her things. He didn’t figure her for an antique buff. An old roll-top desk. A tall wooden cabinet with a glass panel holding thick tomes that he assumed were law books. Lots of fragile-looking furniture he wouldn’t dare put his full weight on.
“Can I get you guys anything to drink?”
“No, thanks,” Morgaine said.
Roz sat next to her on the sofa. “So…what did you want to ask me?”
“I guess I should start at the beginning. I’m a psychic witch and a medium.”
Roz nodded, but her expression didn’t change.
Konrad blew out a breath of relief. Whew. She handled that pretty well. But then he remembered she knew enough about Morgaine already, like leading a séance with Chad, so the information might not come as a shock.
“I’ve been hired to work with a new witness who was present during the theft at the Isabella Stewart Gardener Museum.”
Roz grew more animated. “Really? There’s a new witness? So there might be hope of catching those douche bags who robbed the place, after all?”
“Yes. We’ve already gained some new information, but we don’t know how much of it can be used in court.”
“Why is that?”
“Because the new witness is a ghost.”
Roz’s mouth dropped open. “I…it didn’t come home with you, did it?”
It’s okay, darling. I’m right here. You’re perfectly safe .
“ Are you sure? Ghosts freak me the hell out! Don’t you feel uncomfortable around them? ”
No. Even if the room were full of them, they can’t hurt you.
“ Ugh, that would be like thinking you’re alone in the bathroom while attending a peeping Tom convention. ”
She quickly recovered her neutral demeanor and said, “A ghost? Haunting the museum?”
“Yes, so if we learn anything from Reginald—that’s the spirit’s name—do you think it could be used to claim the reward? I don’t want the court to say it’s bunk and cheat me out of my money if I help recover the art.”
Roz rose to her feet and paced as she talked. “Has the ghost’s presence been substantiated?”
“Well, yeah. I’ve talked to him.”
Konrad spoke up. “So have I. There are two of us who can attest to his being there.
Roz’s eyebrows rose as she focused her sharp gaze on Konrad. “You can talk to ghosts too?”
“Oh, no. I didn’t mean that. Morgaine did her medium thing while I was there. I heard his voice coming through her mouth.”
Roz nodded. “Freaky, but okay…continue.”
“Well,” Morgaine said, “the curator sensed his presence and admitted a couple of visitors claimed to have seen him.”
“I’ll have to check precedents, but I imagine we can’t use ‘sensing a presence.’ Even a sighting could be explained away. But I’m curious about your being a medium. Can you prove you have that, um, gift?”
“Sure.” She looked to Konrad. “Does she know about Chad?”
“Yes. I asked him not to bother Roz, but I don’t know if he listened to me or not.”
“Would you mind a demonstration if I can get Chad to cooperate?” Morgaine asked.
Roz sat up straighter. “Actually that sounds fascinating.”
“Good. He usually hangs out on the third floor, so I’ll run upstairs and see if I can find him.”
“Okay.” Roz watched as Morgaine left and then crossed the room to where Konrad was leaning against the mantelpiece.
Konrad
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