Page 66 of Oracle Returns: Time will Stop

Honor lifted a brow.

“Uh, when you say that word in describing a case, it’s always more than interesting, Bish. What do you have?”

She shared with the class.

“While he was dreaming about his wife, or as he believes, talking to her…”

Honor sputtered.

“He was talking to her? How the hell was he talking to her? He’s a tuner, not a psychic.”

Well, surprise-surprise, it appeared Ridge’s gift had manifested in the trauma of losing his wife, because he’d connected and found information for them.

“Got me,” she said. “I’m not psychic. How the hell should I know how he did it?”

That’s when Avalon spoke up.

“If he’s still in connection to her, that means that her spirit hasn’t crossed. This confirms it because I can’t find her in the static. He has to have taken her, too, like the others. He’s consuming her energy.”

And that was all kinds of disturbing for them, and for a plethora of reasons.

Wynter was their friend.

Oh, and that psychic cannibalism mumbo-jumbo was a bridge too far for the non-psychics.

“What does that mean?” Honor asked. “Because that doesn’t sound good. In fact, that sounds all kinds of gross.”

Well, yeah.

Whoever is behind this isn’t exactly doing the Lord’s work, now was he?

As one of the psychics in the room, Avalon took a shot at it, hoping she could help them understand.

“Like with the rest of the dead, he’s taking any spirit he can get his hands on. He’s a psychic energy vampire. He runs on energy. If you’ve ever been around someone, and when you leave their company, you’re exhausted, that’s akin to what he is. Some people don’t realize they are draining, but they are.”

They all had experiences like that.

Silently, Honor sat in Booth’s lap, and then shook her head in exhaustion.

Immediately, all of them knew what she was thinking.

The look said it all.

“We know. Goddamn Littlemoons,” Tori said.

That was when Honor stopped her.

“No, what I was thinking was how the hell am I putting all of this in a report? It’s not all about you, Tor. You guys are ninety-nine of my problems, but the other one is always paperwork.”

Tori actually laughed.

“Good to know.”

Bishop continued because they needed to be in that shit-mire with her on this one.

“As I was saying, his wife told him to look in her purse. I found her phone and wallet. In the wallet, we found something that was very telling.”

Honor’s eyebrows went up the second she heard that. She loved a good treasure hunt in a victim’s wallet.