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Remy sits up, and I nearly fall off his lap. Nash chuckles. “Your text said you needed help.”

“Lewis mentioned you used to work with the entity team.” It’s a statement, but I still wait for her to confirm it.

“I did, are you on a case?”

“Not really, but it started that way. I think I have an attachment.” I hate even admitting it out loud.

I hear her suck in a breath through her teeth. “Ooh.” It pretty much echoes how I feel about the situation. “Do you have any experience with entities?”

“Just the basics we learned in the academy. I didn’t take any of the advanced classes, since it wasn’t part of my field or a prerequisite for my magic type.”

“Any idea who the entity is?” Nash inquires.

“No. I’m heading over to the house where the presence first made itself known to talk to the owner. I’ll see if she has anything to share with me. I don’t know how helpful she’ll be though, she’s older with some health conditions. She did acknowledge the house might be haunted, so there’s something.”

“That’s a good place to start. In the meantime, I have some protection amulets that work against possession. I’ll get those to you, but in the meantime, stock up on salt. If you think you have enough, get more,” Nash advises.

I like that she’s taking this so seriously, but it only makes me more nervous. “Is there anything specific I should ask her?”

“Sure, but finding out why it attached itself to you is just as important. Do you have a connection to this woman? Is she family?”

“No, yesterday was the first time I ever met her, and I’d only met her husband the day before that, but my father has had dealings with them.”

Nash hums. “That’s a bit unusual. Has there been a recent death you’re aware of?”

“No again,” I admit.

“That could complicate things a little more. It could mean this isn’t an earthbound presence.”

“I know, which is why I want to say thanks for getting back to me so quickly.”

“Let me get those amulets ready. Find out anything you can, like how long it’s been active and what kind of activity it’s known for. If she knows who it is or how it was created, that would be very helpful information,” Nash instructs.

“Will do,” I chirp.

“Give me a call after you speak with her. We can set up a time to meet later.”

“Thanks again, Nash. Oh, and I’m with the guys, so could we have four of those amulets?” I wince while asking, but any protection she can offer is worth how bad I feel for inconveniencing her.

“I’ve got you,” Nash replies easily. “I’m going to get to work. Call me when you get done.”

“Sounds like a plan, bye.” When I hang up, Felix and Remy are waiting patiently for me to fill them in, which I do.

Once Gray is ready, we head out to the car and Felix climbs behind the wheel, while I slide into the backseat with Percy, leaving the passenger seat for Gray. The ride over is becoming familiar, and the closer we get, the more the nervous feeling in my stomach increases.

“It would be best if I could talk to Aisling alone, but I doubt Eugene is going to cooperate. Do you think you could convince him to show you his barn or something?” I’m half teasing, but I’ll welcome any intervention they might be able to offer.

“Not even Remy’s charms work on him, not that he was even nice to the man, but he usually doesn’t even need to be,” Gray remarks.

“He seems to be fixated on your dad. We might be able to work with that.” Felix glances over at Gray, who nods in agreement.

“He is, that’s a good idea. Maybe you guys could let him overhear you talking about me speaking with my dad or something.” I lean forward just as we’re about to turn down the Dobys’ driveway.

Magic lingers in the air again when we exit the car. “You don’t know anything about his magic, do you?” I ask Gray.

“No, he’s always been quiet, more of an observer when he comes to town halls and such. He’s always seemed invested in what happens in the community, but I know moreofhim than actually knowing anythingabouthim,” Gray says while looking up at the house.

“Why do you ask? Are you sensing something?” Felix observes.