“You’re going to win. Please help me.”
She sighed.
“Elizabeth is on a case, and my husband is about to break. Please. I need him to move on. He needs to find love before it’s too late. I wouldn’t ask if I didn’t have any other choice. I know you’re busy, Mrs. Littlemoon. I’ve heard you talking to Elizabeth, and I know you can help him.”
She stared at him.
“What’s your name?” she asked.
He shared.
“William Barker-Price. My friends called me Will. I was a lawyer. A DA. I helped people, and now, I need help. Can you please help me save my husband?” he asked.
Tori didn’t want to do this.
She was exhausted.
“I need to think about it,” she said. “Give me a few hours to mull it over.”
The man nodded.
“Thank you,” he said. “I want to cross, but I can’t until he’s safe. I appreciate you talking to me,” he offered. “I’ll let you finish your shower.”
With that, he walked through the wall, and was gone.
Holy shit.
Her life was weird.
At the knock on the door, she sighed again.
“Oh, what the hell do you want now?” she asked, as Julian stuck his head inside.
He looked surprised.
“Uh, I heard you talking and wanted to make sure you were okay. That’s all.”
She stopped him.
“I’m sorry, Jules. I had a visitor.”
Then, she told him what happened, The whole time, Julian stood there, and listened.
“What do you plan on doing?” he asked. “He clearly knows Elizabeth.”
Yeah, but she needed to focus all of her energy here with Oracle, and the other psychics. Each channeling made her weaker, and they needed all the energy they had.
“I’ll sleep on it, and go from there. I don’t want to see the guy die, but I’m so tired, Jules.”
He kissed her on the forehead.
“I’ll do it if you don’t want to.”
She appreciated that.
All Tori Littlemoon wanted now, was for Salem to go back to being full of witches.
And not evil.
