Page 43 of Unruly
Katie exhales in a huff. “Can I hold your hand for a second?”
Nodding, I take her hand.
She startles, looking at me with wide eyes and shifting in her seat. “Oh, weird. I’m not sure why they didn’t talk to you directly instead of going through me.”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, you have your own abilities. You’re a spirit guide?” She tilts her head. “Or something.”
“Or something.” I nod, offering a curt smile. “Your message, please.”
“Oh, right. Hold on.” She closes her eyes for a moment, and her lips move as though she’s speaking to someone, but no words come out. Then she opens her eyes and exhales slowly.
“Okay, so you need to go to this address.” She takes a piece of paper from Borja and scribbles an address on it. “The person who lives there is aware that there’s an object in their house causing them problems, and they’ve been working on trying to eradicate the problem, but everything they try makes it worse.”
“Uh-huh, go on.”
“They know the object is cursed, but they’re interested in it instead of wanting to get rid of it. I’m hearing that this is an object you need.”
“An object I need.” I turn to Borja. “It must have something to do with John Henry Wolcott.”
Katie gasps, squeezing my hand slightly. “Oh yes. Yes, that is definitely the connection.”
Relief spreads through me. “Thank you, Katie, and whoever told you this, too.”
I start to pull my hand back, but Katie grips it even harder. “Wait,” she says. “There’s more.”
She leans forward to me across the table, whispering in my ear words that come so quickly I can’t process them, but I know they’re sinking into me somewhere.
She pulls back, looking slightly alarmed.
“Oh, I haven’t been channeled directly in a long time. Such a weird feeling.”
“Something channeled through you?” Borja asks.
“Yes, a message they wanted to give directly. Whew.” She drags her hand through her hair. “Well, looks like they’ve all left. I’ll leave you to it.”
“Thank you again,” I say to her.
“Yeah, sure, no problem. Maybe I can get some of my own work done now.”
She hops up and bounces over to a different table as though that experience didn’t really happen.
Borja is stunned, looking at me with his mouth gaping open.
“People can be conduits to the other side,” I explain. “I’m still not sure why they went through her instead of speaking to me directly, but I’m happy for the message.”
“Conduits?” Borja repeats.
“Yes. It’s quite common actually, but most mortals ignore it or explain it away. Obviously, something wanted to get a message to me, and they found a portal through her.”
“And that isn’t weird to you at all?”
I shake my head. “No. Quite helpful, actually. Now we have somewhere to go without reading through all these books.”
“Yeah, okay, good point. Should we go, then?”
“Yes, we have our next mission.”
