Carolyn Jourdan - Nurse Phoebe 03 - The School for Psychics Read Online Free PDF

together.”
    Phoebe took a deep breath and nodded. Her mission was a go.
    * * *
    Arabella sent Phoebe to the communal closet to pick out enough clothes for a few days and the luggage to contain them. It was late December, so Phoebe went for winter attire. There was plenty to choose from, all made from the best fabrics and cut in classic elegant styles. The gigantic closet, containing clothing in a wide range of sizes for both genders, existed courtesy of Christophe, a gorgeous monk who was a muse to several courtier houses.
    She couldn’t look at the beautiful clothes and luggage without missing him. He’d been assigned to help her on her previous task for the monastery. He was an amazing specimen. Not only was he smart and fearless, but also his astonishing physical beauty entranced everyone who clapped eyes on him. Designers and shopkeepers fell all over themselves to give him anything they thought he could possibly want. Since he never wanted anything for himself, he made certain the rest of them were well attired.
    He had no vanity at all and wore only Levi’s, a white t-shirt, and a leather jacket. Priestly robes, turbans, saris, and the like weren’t good for blending in, though, so he used his boundless charisma to fill a room with high-end camouflage for everyone else who worked at the monastery. The last thing any of them wanted when on a mission was to stand out.
    Phoebe searched through the racks for her current size, she’d been losing weight since she got the new job. They ran around a lot when they were on a mission. Literally. She’d never run so much in her life as she had since coming here. Losing weight seemed like a plus when you were plus-sized.
    Phoebe assumed it would be cold where she was going, but then she realized she had no idea where she was going, not even which hemisphere. Maybe she was going to Australia and it would be hot. She summoned the courage to ask Arabella if it would be hot or cold where she was going and the maddeningly vague reply was, “A bit of both.”
    Okay, so the Boss wanted to send her off on her first official mission with even less information than he’d given her the first time. He assured her the less said the better, to keep her objective. “We do not wish to provide a basis for any flights of fancy. Trust me, it is the best way. Go without any preconceived ideas.”
    Phoebe sighed. She’ d have to wait and be surprised.
    If she’d only known.
    S he was going to get some surprises alright. The first one would be her new partner and the next would be the location of the search.
    * * *
    “God bless you and watch over you,” Caterina said, hugging Phoebe goodbye. “You should be proud. You have a special affinity for Christian Rosy Cross. It is well known in certain circles that he has his people and they know who they are.”
    “What’s in the book I’m looking for?” Phoebe asked.
    “It i s a textbook of spiritual guidance.”
    No pressure , Phoebe thought to herself, then asked, “Are you worried that the people who find it might want to sell it?”
    “That i s certainly a possibility, but if they did, I’m sure Le Seigneur could persuade a well-heeled friend to purchase it for us.
    “ No, what we are more concerned about in this situation is that the book will fall into the wrong hands and never been seen again. Deep six I think you Americans say. That would be a disaster. Even worse would be the twisted use that could be made of it by the dark brotherhoods. That would be a tragedy indeed.”
    “What’s in it?” Phoebe asked, again.
    “We are not quite sure exactly what is in this book. The contents have never been described, so it is extremely important that we get to it first, and maintain control of it. For all our sakes. And we are relying on you to find it and bring it to us.”
    Phoebe’s mouth went dry. She tried to swallow and ended up gulping audibly.
    “Do not worry my dear. I a m certain you can do it. I would not recommend you and