Page 16 of The Hitman and the Psychic

Luckily, those were the only men with rags I had to check. Once we got to the bike, I laid them on the seat and pulled off my glove. Stone stood beside me with his arms crossed, and I picked up his impatience.

“Here goes.” I touched them in reverse order, since that was easier to remember. The first one showed me an argument between the guy and Joint, but nothing about Stone.

I moved to the second and saw a poker game, and the guy losing all his chips. He was pretty upset, and I wondered if I should warn him. Of course, it could have already happened, so I let it go and picked up the last rag.

At first, nothing came to me. Then I got the impression of Cash holding a phone to his ear. He spoke, but I couldn’t hear the words clearly. I closed my eyes and concentrated, finally hearing Cash’s words that the guy owed him some money and he’d better pay up before Stone got wind of it.

My eyes flew open. “Cash was talking to someone about paying up before you found out. We’d better get back in there and ask him who he was talking to.”

Stone didn’t waste any time, and I had to run to catch up with him. Unfortunately, Cash wasn’t there anymore. Shaking his head, Stone grabbed a worker’s arm. “Is there another way out of here?”

“No. Just the way you came and the main entrance.”

We hurried through the building and out the main entrance to the street, but there was no sign of Cash. Frustrated, Stone stormed back inside, straight to Razor’s office. “I need to know where Cash lives.”

“He’s your guy?”

I stepped closer. “Not for sure, but he might know something about it.”

Razor huffed out a breath and tapped on his computer. A few seconds later, he found the address and gave it to Stone.

“Thanks. I owe you.”

With a small smile on his lips, Razor nodded. “Good to know.”

We hurried back to the bike, and Stone had his helmet on and the bike started before I could get my chin strap snapped. He glanced my way and shook his head.

Leaving it undone, I stepped on the peg and managed to sit down before Stone took off. I wanted to tell Stone that Cash probably didn’t go to his house, but I just let out a breath and kept my mouth shut.

Chapter 5

Serenity

We arrived at a trailer park on the west end of town. Stone pulled inside and drove through the park until coming to the correct trailer on the end of the street. There was n0 car parked in front, so it didn’t look like Cash was home, but that didn’t stop Stone from stepping to the door and knocking. He even peeked inside the window before admitting Cash wasn’t there.

I’d remained by the bike, and Stone came back with a scowl on his face. “Do you want to try the rag again? Maybe you’ll see where he went?”

“Oh… I left it at the car shop… but I don’t usually get more than one vision from an object, so it’s no big deal.” I shrugged.

“No big deal?” His jaw tightened. “If you’d touched it back when we were standing in front of Cash, we wouldn’t have to be here.”

“I realize that.” I bit back. “But I don’t like using my ability in front of people… especially guys like that.”

“They wouldn’t have cared. Besides, you said you knew what you were doing.” He glared.

“I do!” My heart raced and heat flushed my cheeks. “Andyoudon’t know what would’ve happened, so back off.”

“Fine.” He crossed his muscular arms over his chest and threw an angry look at the trailer. “I guess we’re back to square one, then.”

“Not necessarily,” I countered. “I might get something from the trailer. I can try touching the doorknob at least.”

Stone’s brow relaxed. “Okay.”

He followed me to the door, where I touched the knob and waited for a vision, but nothing happened. Frustrated, I twisted the knob and the door popped open. My eyes widened. “I guess he didn’t lock it.”

Stone’s brows rose. Without any hesitation, he pushed the door open and stepped past me into the trailer. Taking a breath, I slipped my glove back on and followed him inside, locking the door behind me. I turned to find the place neat and tidy, which surprised me.

While Stone shuffled through stacks of mail, I wandered into the bedroom, impressed by how clean and uncluttered it was for a guy living alone. It sure made it easier to start touching things, even when I didn’t want to.

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