Page 197 of Oracle Returns: Time will Stop

They’d been talking about tracing Wynter’s steps, and the Vanderbilt family. In the square, there was a statue in honor of the man who helped create Salem.

What they knew now, though, kind of tainted it. Knowing that that their ancestors were big into killing women who they preyed upon as witches…

Yeah, not pleasant.

“As a heads up, the detectives are heading this way,” Tori admitted. “They found something and want to update us.”

Julian was glad, because they’d been asking everyone in the stores around this one if Wynter had been in there yesterday.

The only person who saw her was a coffee vendor not far away. He said she got a coffee.

Unfortunately, he didn’t recall the time. Hopefully, the people inside saw something.

Because if not, they were really not getting much in the way of tracing her steps.

What it felt like was she was invisible.

But how?

What they knew was this person had to come in contact with Wynter, and if they came up bust, maybe Honor and Bishop wouldn’t.

Fingers were crossed they found out that the doctor was a killer.

Or Pryce and Connor found a face that was out of place.

Tori’s gut was good at pinpointing things, and without their dead, he was relying on her investigative skills.

This wasn’t his thing.

Not.

At.

All.

“Let’s head in,” Julian suggested. “You’re running this, my wife. I’ll follow your lead.”

Well, she could do that.

Hand-in-hand, they entered the store, and behind the counter, they found a woman working. When she looked up, the smile started, and Tori wasn’t in the mood for it.

There was too much on the line.

Living here told her exactly what would happen when you walked into one of these tourist traps. So, she was ready for it.

“Hi! Welcome. I’m Amethyst, and…”

She shut that down fast. If you gave the salespeople an inch here, you’d be decked out in all kinds of gaudy witch gear that was mass produced.

“Stop. Real name, please. We’re not tourists, so you can spare us the spiel.”

The woman blinked.

And Julian nearly laughed.

Well, this was what happened when he gave his wife carte blanche when interviewing.

He kinda liked it.