mid-twenties, but her demeanor said it all. She’d grown up way too fast. Tragedy did that to a person, and they each could spot it a mile away.
He also knew it personally. After all, Julian saw it in each and every one of his siblings when their father had died.
“Ten years ago, my twin, Devora, went missing. We were currently enrolled in a private school in a small town called Haven.”
Julian made notes. “Go on.”
“Today’s the anniversary of that day. Ten years ago, in one hour, she went missing. It was like she was wiped off the face of the Earth.”
They all looked at her.
She was in bad shape if she was counting the minutes of something so tragic.
“So you want us to find her?” Julian knew that she was likely dead. No one just disappeared if they were living. They used credit cards, their social security number, and couldn’t go completely off the grid.
It just didn’t happen—unless they were truly dead.
“This isn’t only about her. When she was taken, there were also two other girls who went missing. There is a serial abductor on the loose.”
That was a game changer, and it had their attention.
This case sounded right up Tori’s creepy alley. Julian knew what was coming.
They were going on a body hunt, and they would be using her ‘gifts’.
Yippee.
“Their bodies were never found.”
Tori felt horrible for her. “Go on, please.”
“Every five years, three more young girls go missing. Five years after I lost Devora, there were three, and this year, I hope it stops, but it’s likely going to happen. Something has to be done. There is an evil entity, albeit human or something else, and it is living on that campus. We have to stop it from doing this.”
They all looked up.
Criminals they handled.
Hell!
They even found bodies, but evil?
Could they have actually found their first client, who believed in spooks and she wanted their help?
Had word gotten out?
Well, Julian had said they were going all in and taking all the crazy cases. He didn’t think it would be this fast, but the universe was funny like that.
Julian was getting that uncomfortable feeling in the pit of his stomach. He already knew something big was coming. His gut was screaming, and Tori was staring at him with that look.
She felt it too.
“So, to recap, you want us to find your sister, and then find evil?”
She stared at him.
Matilda wasn’t shocked that they were looking at her like she was a few days shy of a week.
How could she blame them?
“I know you’re thinking I’m crazy, but I’m not. I’ve tried to hire countless PI’s. I’ve even gotten a few wackjobs to take the case, but they’ve never found anything. I’ve done my research, and you’ve found the lost, Mr. Littlemoon. I’ve studied your past cases, and I need someone who can do that. I also need help to end this nightmare. Haven is a mess.”
The man stared at her, and she knew she was screwed.
It was time to try with the big guns.
If pleading didn’t work, she was desperate enough to use blackmail.
Sort of…
“I’ve done my research on all of you. I’m a librarian, and I have the resources at my disposal. I’m accustomed to digging into dirt. Your agency is different, isn’t it? You don’t actually use regular methods to solve your cases, do you?”
No one spoke.
While they were willing to take the weird and unusual on, they didn't out themselves. They didn’t know this woman, and they didn’t know if they could trust her.
“What do you mean?”
She opened a folder.
Then, she began sliding the cases that made the papers toward him. “You found a hundred year old dead woman who was murdered and buried in a wall. That was either very lucky or...”
Julian stared at her. “And?”
“I need you to do the same thing. However you do it, it has to be done. I don’t care if you are just making really good guesses, or if you hire that psychic who has the office outside who helped you on the last case. I