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After we split up, I sat briefly infor a psychic hit that wasn’t there Despite the iven, a psychic connection to my own kids was not one of thehter

I had just put the vehicle into gear, h a list of her friends and where they lived, when asped and swerved a little and reached for sley Fulcrum

Shit

I switched on ot your text Have you found her?"

I had indeed sent hisley Fulcrum was the last person I wanted to think about now

"Not yet," I said, as I turned right onto Commonwealth My sister lived closer to don than I did People were everywhere I scanned the streets

"I’ out now Where are you?"

"No," I said "Don’t come"

"What - "

"I sent you that text an hour ago Where were you?"

He paused only briefly, but tellingly "I ith a client"

"I’ot it handled"

"Sa you don’t want ," I said

"Sam - "

But I had already clicked off

I sat back and gripped the wheel and wound slowly through don Fullerton, knowing that I could have used Kingsley’s help, and knowing that I was allowing the hurt in et in the way of such help

But I just couldn’t see him Or talk to him

Not now Perhaps not ever