Total pages in book: 115
Estimated words: 109695 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 548(@200wpm)___ 439(@250wpm)___ 366(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 109695 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 548(@200wpm)___ 439(@250wpm)___ 366(@300wpm)
“Fine.” He crossed his muscular arms over his chest and threw an angry look at the trailer. “I guess we’re back to square one, then.”
“Not necessarily,” I countered. “I might get something from the trailer. I can try touching the doorknob at least.”
Stone’s brow relaxed. “Okay.”
He followed me to the door, where I touched the knob and waited for a vision, but nothing happened. Frustrated, I twisted the knob and the door popped open. My eyes widened. “I guess he didn’t lock it.”
Stone’s brows rose. Without any hesitation, he pushed the door open and stepped past me into the trailer. Taking a breath, I slipped my glove back on and followed him inside, locking the door behind me. I turned to find the place neat and tidy, which surprised me.
While Stone shuffled through stacks of mail, I wandered into the bedroom, impressed by how clean and uncluttered it was for a guy living alone. It sure made it easier to start touching things, even when I didn’t want to.
I knew touching other people’s stuff was what I’d signed up for, but that didn’t make it easy. Mostly because I always felt a little guilty that I was invading their privacy. Plus, there were some things I just didn’t want to see.
But this was my job, so I might as well get used to it. I found some photos on the wall and took a moment to examine them. A young Cash stood with another guy who seemed slightly familiar. Was that our guy? His baby face, without a hint of beard, made it hard to know.
I picked up the picture frame and carried it to Stone. “Does this guy look familiar to you?”
Stone took it from me and his brows dipped. “That’s Cash… but I don’t know who the other guy is.” He glanced my way. “Is this the guy from your vision?”
“No. That’s why I asked.” I took off my glove and touched the frame, but didn’t get any vibes. “Not getting anything.” I set the frame down on the kitchen counter and looked around. “I need to touch the right object. Something connected to Cash and this person he was talking on the phone with.”
“If the guy came here, would you pick that up?”
“Yeah… I might.”
I stepped into the living area and began touching the furniture. Feeling nothing from the couch, I ran my fingers across the pillows, then continued through the room, touching a lamp, the light switch, and the big screen TV. Nothing happened, and I worried that Stone would lose faith in my ability.
I spotted the remote and hurried to pick it up. As soon as I touched it, a vision swam into view. Standing in this exact spot, Cash was holding a phone to his ear and talking. “Hey Johnny. It’s been a while. Sure, a drink would be nice. See you then.”
The vision faded and I jerked back to myself.
Stone stepped closer. “Did you see something?”
I nodded. “Yes, but I don’t know if it’s going to help. Cash was talking on his phone to a guy named Johnny. They planned to meet somewhere for drinks. It could have been yesterday, or a while ago. So it’s probably already happened. Do you know anyone named Johnny?”
Stone shook his head. “Not that I can think of. I guess we’ll have to track Cash down for a talk before we’ll know for sure.”
“Yeah.” I sighed. “Look, I’m sorry I didn’t touch the rag to begin with. I messed up.”
He huffed out a breath and nodded, then his brows dipped. “Tell me about your vision from the rag again. What exactly did Cash say?”
“He was telling someone to pay up before you got wind of it. Doesn’t that sound like Cash set you up for money, and the guy hasn’t paid him yet?”
Stone blinked. “Maybe. But it could be something else.”
“Like what?”
He shook his head. “There’s a weekly poker game that Cash has a penchant for, but he doesn’t always have the funds. I told him that he couldn’t play without settling his debts first.”
“Really?” I shook my head. “You know… I did pick up that one of the other guys lost everything at a poker game. So I guess that could be it, but what if it isn’t?”
“We won’t know until we talk to Cash.”
“So it might not be him at all?” I closed my eyes. “I feel like such an idiot.”
Stone sighed. “You know what? It’s probably okay that you didn’t touch the rag right away. I don’t know what I would have done if he’d been right in front of me. So, don’t be too hard on yourself.” He shrugged. “Like you said, it could still be him.” But his tone remained skeptical. He sighed again. “I know you think it’s connected to me, but maybe you just need more practice to know what’s what.”