Darrak’s home back in the Netherworld. Or Hell itself. Where did he live? Did he have a house? Was it hot there? What about that river of fire she’d always heard about? Was it a completely different existence there than here? How did that even work?
So many questions she wasn’t sure she really wanted answers for.
The phone rang again and Andy grabbed it, pressing it to his ear. “It’s a beautiful day at Triple-A.”
“Long past time for me to go home,” Darrak agreed. “Maybe that’s why I’m not jumping for joy. I’ve accepted how things are for so long that I can hardly believe they might change.”
“We’ll go tonight and talk to her.”
“Then you’ll be going by yourself, won’t you?” he said. “Or, at least that’s what it’ll look like.”
“Right. Well, you can let me know what to say to her.”
“I think it’s better if we just go to the signing and get a feel for her. Like I said before, she’s dangerous. She might not take kindly to unwelcome blasts from her past suddenly coming out of the woodwork.”
“Even if I buy a couple of her books?” Eden clicked through to the excerpt pages. “They actually look pretty interesting.”
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Darrak blinked. “We’ll go. We’ll observe. And then we’ll decide how best to approach her. Sound okay?”
“Sure.” The appearance page said that Selina had been in Toronto since last week taking a short vacation in the middle of her book tour, culminating with the signings tonight and tomorrow. Darrak had been right. He’d sensed she was in the area, and here she was.
The witch looked nice enough. She also looked really young — younger even than Eden herself. All of those years, all of what she would have experienced.
What would it be like to be beautiful, powerful, and have the chance to live forever?
Without wasting another minute, Eden called Fay and let her know what had happened with her husband and what they’d discovered. While upset and shocked by the fact that Richard’s body was currently possessed by a drifter, after a minute she sounded extremely relieved.
“Of course,” she said. “Why didn’t I see it before?”
“Apparently drifters are really sneaky.”
“I do know that. And what about the woman?”
“She’s involved with him. But since it’s not really him, I don’t know if I’d call it cheating.”
“No, I agree. To say you’ve literally saved my life wouldn’t be an exaggeration. And you worked so quickly, too.”
“Just be careful. He wasn’t happy with me. He might be dangerous.”
“I can handle him now that I know what’s going on.”
“Still. Humor me and be careful.”
“I’ll forward my check to you immediately. A weight has been lifted off of me.” Her voice cracked with emotion. “I knew my husband loved me. I shouldn’t have doubted him. Thank you, Eden. So much.”
“You’re very welcome.”
A happy customer. It felt really good to know that she’d helped somebody. Maybe Darrak was right. Maybe she could do this “helping others” thing for a while to give her life some meaning. Especially when it worked out really well in the end.
She just had to get over the fact that their clientele at Triple-A were Others.
And just because Darrak would be leaving didn’t mean that she’d automatically forget everything she’d seen in the last couple of days. She didn’t think she’d be able to forget even if she tried. But when Darrak left, would the clients go as well? Would Triple-A still be a paranormal hot spot, as the demon had said it was?
Well, whatever was going to happen, her personal life would be back to normal.
It was a good thing. She had to embrace it. But it didn’t mean she’d ever forget.
The phone rang again. She’d never realized how few times the phone normally rang until now that she heard it every couple of minutes. Andy picked it up to give his oddly cheery, singsong greeting.
“Eden. It’s for you.”
She picked up. “Eden Riley here.”
“Eden, hi. Sorry I didn’t call earlier.”
She immediately recognized Ben’s voice. She bit her bottom lip. “I figured you probably wouldn’t call me at all after what happened last night.”
“Why? Did something out of the ordinary happen?”
She could hear the smile in his voice and was surprised by it. “Only a couple of things.”
“Are you busy right now? I wanted to see you again.”
“Me, busy?” She twisted the phone cord around her finger and leaned back in her chair. “Later yes, but not too bad right at the moment.”
“Good.”
She heard the jingle and looked up. Ben entered the office with his cell phone pressed against his ear. He pulled it away and closed it, then slid it into his pocket.
“The question is,” he said, “do you want to see me again.” She smiled and stood up from behind her desk after hanging up the phone. “Of course I do. But last night… I’m so sorry.”
“Are we talking about the slapping me thing?”
She forced herself not to look at Darrak, who stood by the window to her left. “Among other embarrassing issues.”
Ben tilted his head. “So you didn’t really mean to slap me?” “Of course I didn’t.”
“Because I was thinking I shouldn’t have tried to kiss you.”