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intervention. She liked that. She nearly grinned.
    “What’s on your mind?” Mitchell asked. Iris cleared her
throat, resisting the urge to smile. Mitchell was unable to mask the slight
grin of curiosity plastering his face. Iris found it kind of cute. Maybe she
was allowing this man to peer a little deeper into her soul than she would like
in this circumstance. But what if Mitchell was more than just another guy
staring into her eyes for a bedroom destination? What if this man was really
about finding out how the universe ticked?
    “In your investigations, you try to keep objective? I
mean, you try to rule out misinterpretations of witnesses, hoaxes, and such?”
    Mitchell slammed the trunk closed and then pocketed his
cell phone. “Any good investigator does. I imagine you do the same when
examining a scene claimed to be haunted.”
    “I do. Yet this case definitely has unexplained phenomena
that can’t be dismissed. Like I told you on the phone, objects not only
levitated but morphed in and out of walls. Now, I have seen levitation before,
but never objects moving through walls. I had believed only apparitions were
capable of manipulating matter. There appears to be more than just a
poltergeist at work.”
    Mitchell scrubbed a hand along his neck. “And did anybody
witness an apparition moving through solid objects?”
    “No. I wouldn’t be capable of this. My psychic ability
alerts me of a presence. A connection usually made without the benefit of sight
or sound. I’ve only been able to see an apparition on one other
occasion. I believe our equipment might have recorded a voice, and although our
camera took a pretty good hit, its screen remained intact, so I’m hoping my
team can salvage some video as well. And there’s one other thing I didn’t
mention over the phone. We lost time during the investigation.”
    “Interesting.” Mitchell’s posture straightened in
response.
    “I didn’t tell you this because you probably would have
screamed extraterrestrial intervention or whatever term you use for it.”
    “Time loss is generally associated with abductions, Iris.
Do you have any nagging feelings, intuitions that something else might have
occurred during your investigation? Something which might lead you to believe
you were taken somewhere?”
    “No.” Iris folded her arms across her chest. “Hell, no. I
wasn’t abducted if that’s what you’re getting at.” Now Iris felt annoyed at the
inference. Yes, she still subscribed that the little green men theory was
nothing more than a yarn for lonely people to feel connected to the universe.
The dial had forced her to consider other possibilities, but she was miles away
from coming to terms with alien life. Her father had instilled this doubt in
her. Looking at Mitchell, she wondered why he was so open to the idea. He
didn’t look like a geek, loner, or nutcase. He looked pretty fine in his
attire. That was all Iris could agree on at the moment.
    “How about your team? Any feelings that they might have
had a waking experience that might be confused with a dream?”
    “I can’t speak for my team, but I doubt it. Besides,
we’re all still a little fuzzy from our overindulgences last night. I couldn’t
trust our memories as evidence.”
    “That’s good. I appreciate your cautious nature.”
Mitchell’s hand went back to scrubbing his neck.
    Iris raised a hand over her mouth and feigned a cough.
She wanted to laugh at this repeated gesture he kept making. It was comical as
much as it was cute. “In your opinion, Mitchell, can you attribute our time
loss, mechanical failure, and the odd temperature of the home to
extraterrestrial phenomena?”
    “In other circumstances, I might. I really have to know
what kind of presence was in this house. Despite the levitations, can we
definitively rule out a visitation from the spiritual world?”
    “In my opinion, no, we can’t. As I said, I felt its
presence.”
    “But there was no communication you could