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)
Sleep had eluded me last night, mostly because my mind kept taking me back to the moment I turned the doorknob on the trailer and knew there was a bomb ready to go off.
I glanced at my palm, still surprised that the heat I’d felt was just part of the vision and not real. I’d never felt actual pain from a vision before, and it worried me. If I got shot in a vision, would I physically feel it? There was so much I needed to learn about my ability. Too bad there wasn’t someone to teach me.
Finished with my toast, I cleaned up and hurried out the door. Stepping out of the apartment and into the middle of a large corporate office seemed strange, but I shook it off and headed down the hall.
I got to Julia’s desk, before anyone noticed me, and paused. “Hey, Julia. Stone told me to meet him in Mr. Vanetti’s office. Is that okay?”
She glanced my way before nodding. “Yes. They’re in there. Since you’re headed that way, would you give Mr. Vanetti this envelope? He wanted it as soon as it came in.”
“Sure. I’d be happy to.”
“Thanks.” She held it out for me and I took it, totally forgetting that I’d left my gloves on the kitchen table. Unfortunately, it triggered a vision, and I blinked a few times to see Julia and Mr. Vanetti in a heated embrace, kissing each other passionately.
It only lasted a couple of seconds, and luckily, Julia hadn’t been watching me. Sighing, I ignored the flutter in my stomach and stepped down the hallway.
So… Julia and Vanetti were lovers? Who would have thought? At least she wasn’t twenty years younger than him, so that was good. I’d bet anything their relationship wasn’t common knowledge. I shook my head and pushed it to the back of my mind. It was better to act like I didn’t know. Still… what the freak?
Not wanting another vision, I rapped on Vanetti’s door with my knuckles and used the bottom of my shirt around the knob to open it.
“Serenity,” Vanetti said. “Come in. Stone was just filling me in on what happened last night. Sounds like you barely made it out of there alive.”
“Yeah, it was close. Uh… Julia asked me to give this to you.” I held out the envelope to him. Taking it, he looked it over while I sat in the empty chair beside Stone, easing diagonally onto the edge of the seat. It probably looked a little weird, but it was better than sitting on my burn. “I guess Stone filled you in on everything?”
Vanetti glanced up from the envelope, and his brows drew together. He stretched his neck to look at my chair, but was too polite to ask why I was sitting on it sideways. “Yeah, he did. I’d like to know your take on things, especially if you picked up anything at the club that would be important for me to know.”
I raised my brows, totally surprised.
His lips twisted. “Just start with what happened when you got there.”
“Oh. Sure.” That surprised me, but I quickly went over what happened from my perspective, glossing over how much fun I’d had on the dance floor. I only hesitated when it came to Brandon. He didn’t need to know about him, right? Unless Stone had already told him. Now I had to bring it up. “Uh… did Stone tell you about meeting my ex?”
“Yes.” His lips flattened. “That was unfortunate, but it didn’t seem to stop you from doing your job.”
“No, it didn’t.” I hadn’t thought of that. He was right, I hadn’t let Brandon derail me at all. In fact, I’d saved Stone’s life last night. Go me!
“Good.” He met my gaze and raised his brows. “And there was nothing you picked up about the club that I should know?”
I squirmed. “Um… not really. I was concentrating on Stone, and I kept my gloves on most of the time.” He narrowed his gaze, so I continued. “I may have accidentally picked up a few personal things about people, but it’s nothing that concerns your business.”
He rubbed his chin and twisted his lips. “What about here at the office?”
My eyes widened. “Nope.” I said that pretty quick, but I wasn’t about to tell him that I knew about his affair with Julia. I didn’t know if he had a wife, and I wasn’t about to ask. Besides, if he wanted me to snoop around his club and office, he was going to have to pay me for it.
“Hmm. Okay. Good to know.” He wrote on a notepad before glancing back at me. “At the beginning, you mentioned that you sometimes see visions of future events. So I’m wondering if you’ve ever been able to prevent one of your visions from happening.”