Page 258 of Oracle Returns: Time will Stop

Julian jumped in.

The two of them were like oil and water—almost like they annoyed Honor—just minus the relative to make her play nice.

“Counselor, just show us the proof, and we’ll explain. We have to eliminate you. You have to admit, this looks suspicious. You brought us Lonnie’s case, these deaths are the same as his, and then we find out you got more pentacles.”

He was honest.

“One, I’m not Pagan. Why would I get pentacles, and two, why would I bring a case to you if I was behind it, if that risked it being solved? Doesn’t that sound counterintuitive?” he asked.

Well, someone was a Harvard graduate, so he was smart enough to see them coming, but also smart enough to plan a way out.

No.

Doubt.

“Just show us,” Honor stated.

Opening his phone app, he went to the time they said, and he did, as a matter of fact, have motion on his one camera.

Twice.

“Here,” he said. “You’ll see that I wasn’t here.”

As they hit play, Honor checked out the scene. A black car pulled into the lot, and the skinny-ass Devil-wannabe from the shop got out, put the package on the porch, and then went back to his car.

“My car isn’t even there,” he said. “But what do I know?” he asked.

Honor rolled her eyes.

“Calm down, Counselor. Don’t get your undies in a twist. Wait until you get me on the stand next time, and then you can get bitchy.”

He shrugged.

“Do your job, and I won’t have to point out the problems.”

When she went to say shit, Julian put his hand over her mouth.

“Honor, come on. Breathe.”

She tolerated it.

Why?

Family was a pain in the ass, but it was hers.

They watched the time on the app, and that’s when they saw a dark shadow move in front of the camera, distorting the picture.

Through it, they could make out the image, but it was blurry.

“What the hell is that?” Honor asked.

Tori knew.

“He’s using his energy to distort it. It’s that, or the darkness of him taking the dead is causing it.”

Trent stared at them.

“What?”