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mysterious, vast beyond. Soon, everyone they loved would be threatened. None would be spared, and no one was safe. What would happen in the future was still unknown, but what was crystal clear was that whatever was coming was strong, dead serious, and had the Beaureguarde clan in its sights.
    The house Evangeline was renting was only about six blocks north of the UT campus. It was an older, two story home, and big enough for her art work and to still have room for company. She scurried around, changing sheets on the beds and checking on a loaf of blueberry bread that was baking in the oven. She loved company, and couldn‘t wait for them to arrive.
    She had poured her heart out to Nanette about Aimee’s voice and the piano music. Ghosts and spirits were not out of her realm of experience. Over Christmas, at Arabella’s home - Wildflower Way - Angelique had connected with the spirits of several murdered women, and as a family they had brought a serial killer to justice. When she had lived in New Orleans, on Constance Street, with Nannette and Angelique, encounters with spirits were more the norm than not. Evangeline did not have Angelique’s gift. Normally, she could not see the dead, but one or two times she had experienced encounters she would never forget.
    Once, when staying overnight with a friend in Baton Rouge, she had awoken to hear crying outside their bedroom window. It was such a sad sound that, at first, Evangeline had thought she was dreaming. But when the noise had persisted, she had gone to the window and to her surprise, saw a somewhat shining apparition of a little boy standing beside the tree right outside her friends’ window. Evangeline had been taken aback, but not afraid. The youngster had been wearing a Boy Scout’s uniform. He looked to be about nine years old. As she looked out at him, he had noticed her. With a gasp, he had asked, “Lady, can you see me?” When she tentatively answered him that she could - he had simply vanished. Evangeline had never forgotten the look on his face. So often, she wished that she could have helped the child - reconnected him someway - to someone he loved. But she did not get the chance.
    Evangeline took the blueberry loaf from the oven and answered a persistently ringing cell phone that proclaimed Arabella was on the line. After she answered, her cousin had brought good news. “Jade wants to take everyone out to eat after the benefit tonight, so don’t make any other plans.”
    “That’s sweet of Jade.” Then she confessed, “I am so nervous, Arabella.”
    “Go up to your ‘craft room’ sweetie and get in your circle. Light thirteen white candles and chant to the elements asking for peace. I guarantee you it will work.”
    “I’ll try.”
    “What time is Grandmother and Angelique arriving?”
    “They should be here in a couple of hours, then we’ll have to leave almost immediately for the benefit.” Evangeline had already had her bath, washed her hair and painted her nails. She was too nervous to just sit and wait.
    Arabella let out a sigh. “I have a good feeling about tonight, sweetie. I don’t know why, but it’s going to be a night to remember.’
    “I hope you’re right.” Evangeline didn’t share Arabella’s optimism.
     
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    Eric McAllister despised black tie events. He had done everything he could to talk Chief Kirby into coercing someone else to accept the check at the Unsung Heroes benefit, anyone but him. She had just laughed and told him the entire company would be there to support him, but he was the best man for the job. Hell! This benefit couldn’t have come at a worse time. Eric looked at himself in the mirror, adjusted his tie and tried to blot out the image of Jessica in the arms of another man.
    She had cheated on him with a college kid! Eric tried to sort through his feelings. Mainly, he was angry and embarrassed. He didn’t know why he was so upset; he and Jessica were just going through the motions. He