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“Yes, I swear we will have an entireWickedmarathon where we just watch it over and over again for hours, but please tell us what you know.”
HE IS OBVIOUSLY RELATED TO A PREVIOUS OWNER OF THE RELIQUARY
IT IS THE SIMPLEST ANSWER, YES?
“Yes, but the Reliquary hasn’t had that many owners,” Lou said. “That’s your big solution?”
KISS
KEEP IT SIMPLE STUPID
The wordstupidwas much larger than the others.
Lou rolled his eyes. “So, who?—”
“Great! Mystery solved!” Seymour slapped the counter. “Y’all have been great. Really. I’ve had so much fun, but now it’s gonna be time for me to be headin’ on.”
“Wait—” Neil blinked. “That’s it?”
“Uh, yeah. I reckon maybe you watched a lot ofTwilightor whatever and were a lot more into the whole werewolf thing?—”
“Hang on now?—”
“—but I need to go see a lawyer, plant this here wreath, and take my ass back home away from all of this.” Seymour started toward the door. “If y’all will excuse me.”
Lou advanced. “We need to take some precautions. You have no idea how dangerous this could be.”
“Because I can see a bunch of dead people?” Seymour scoffed. “Yeah, I’ve seen this movie and?—”
“If any of my brothers find out, you will be hunted?—”
The front door suddenly opened, and an old woman with blue hair walked in. She gasped in surprise as she nearly ran right into Seymour. “Oh! Excuse me!”
“My apologies, ma’am.” Seymour tipped his head politely. “I was just on my way out?—”
The old woman screamed.
Right.
Lou was naked.
“I told you to put pants on!” Neil growled.
Lou grabbed the nearest floral arrangement—a vase full of pink tulips—to hold in front of himself. “Ah, my apologies. Miss Loy?—”
“What in the world is going on in here?” she demanded, waving a bright yellow umbrella around. “Are you all having one of those pervert sex parties? Right here in the shop? What is your uncle going to say?”
“Please!” Neil pleaded. “We just need a moment to, to, uh?—”
