Page 168 of Oracle Returns: Time will Stop

Nine Thirty A.M.

When the two of them got the assignment, Conor was more than happy to help his brother on this case. While he didn’t mind playing family babysitter, he still liked using his brain. Plus, he was worried about everyone who was psychic in his family.

And that wasn’t him.

Pryce had a gift, and a haunted camera that showed things that probably didn’t need to be seen, but for himself, he was about as psychic as a rock.

So, helping was a good thing.

When he got the emails with camera footage from Lucian’s, Ridge’s, and Julian’s home, they started going through them, matching faces in the crowd.

With Pryce by his side, they were giving faces names.

There was no one he’d rather work with than his wife. She made him smile.

“Hey, big guy, what are you thinking?” she asked. “You’re staring at me.”

He grinned bigger.

“I was thinking that I’m married to the most beautiful woman on the planet.”

She laughed.

“You want in my pants.”

Oh, hell, yes, he did, but that wasn’t how to get in them. Connor knew a better way.

“I do, but all I have to do is toss you over my shoulder and carry you to bed. You like a caveman.”

She kissed him.

Oh, she sure as hell did.

He could bet on that.

“I just think you’re pretty, and I love you,” he said. “Oh, and you’re smart. That’s all.”

She rested her head on his shoulder.

Well, she knew how he felt because she was married to the best man in the whole world.

“Same, my love.”

He kissed her on top of her head.

“What’s your mojo telling you?” he asked, pointing at the hours of camera footage. “You know. Your gift.”

She laughed.

“Conor, it doesn’t work like that. I have the gift of premonition, not magically picking a killer out on film.”

He laughed.

“Damn. I’m just saying, you tend to be pretty good at sniffing around when something is off.”

She was aware.

“Let’s just go through the footage.”