“He did?”
Cameron nodded.
Malcolm chose her? Why? A seed of hope blossomed in her heart. Did he like her? Maybe he wanted to change but couldn’t withouther help. Could it be that simple?
Her supervisor pushed his hair off his forehead once again, his brow wrinkled with worry. “I’m sorry you had to be involved with this assignment. It can’t be easy working with Malcolm, and this is a very difficult task.”
“It helps to know he asked for me in particular.” She smiled. “That must mean he actually wants my help.”
Cameron’s brow didn’t change. “Idoubt that. Malcolm doesn’t accept help from anyone, least of all from women.”
Her hope shriveled up and died as nothing more than a bud. “Why?”
He opened his mouth then shook his head. “I’m sorry, I can’t tell you that. Ask Malcolm.”
Ask Malcolm why he wouldn’t accept help from women? She had a very strong feeling he’d refuse to answer. Then again, if he did, it might mean that he’d startedto trust her. Hedidtell her about Blair. “Does it have anything to do with his death?”
At Cameron’s surprised look, she had her answer, but he didn’t elaborate. “Like I said, you need to ask Malcolm.”
She rose from her seat. “Is there anything else you can tell me that might help us be successful with Holly?”
Cameron frowned, his middle finger tapping a steady beat on the desk as he thought.
She almost thought he wouldn’t answer, but then he grinned as if he’d found a loophole.
“Yes. Don’t be subtle.”
“Don’t be subtle?” She frowned at him. She’d expected a revelation about Holly or someone in their lives.
Cameron. “Don’t be subtle.”
She gave him a frown and turned away. She’d hoped to clarify a few things, but she’d become more confused.
“Joy?”
She had on her hand on the doorknob,but twisted around to look at him. “Yes?”
“Please help my wife.” Cameron’s gaze was anguished.
She sucked in her breath at his look. “I will. I promise.”
She turned back and exited the office. Once outside, she paused. Shehadto help Cameron and Holly. They were suffering so much. And she had to help Malcolm.
Surprised at Cameron’s unwillingness to share Malcolm’s death with her, she heldout her hand. “Malcolm MacLachlan’s life file.” She waited, but no file appeared. Since files could be read or shown like a movie, she rephrased her request. “Show me Malcolm MacLachlan’s life file.”
Still, nothing happened. “Show me Malcolm MacLachlan’s death.” Again, nothing changed. Now that was odd. Was his file locked? Did Cameron do that or as Malcolm said, were they being manipulated bysome entity above Cameron.
For the first time, she felt serious concern for herself. Entities above Cameron were extremely powerful as she’d been taught in her Spirit Guide training. Yet all she had to go on was to not be subtle. So, they needed to be blunt with Holly?
Malcolm certainly hadn’t been subtle when he pried into her love life. Why had he done that? Was he concerned about her as aperson. Hedidchoose her to work with. Or was he simply figuring out what made her tick so he could determine how much he could depend upon her.
It irked a little in hindsight. She’d never let her personal life dictate her work life. Not even while she lived.But you did go to Luca’s wedding.She swallowed at the nudge from her conscience. It would all come full circle with Holly…hopefully.
If she was caught up in the plans Cameron’s superiors had for Holly and even Malcolm, then the weight of her responsibility to help just doubled.
Which begged the question, who would help her?
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