Page 147 of Oracle Returns: Time will Stop

“I’m predictable,” he admitted.

And horny.

It wasn’t lost on him that he went from lots of sex to no sex that morning.

Jesus.

The tension he was feeling was enough to make him twitchy. He’d been thinking about his wife and if she’d let him sexually harass her in a closet for a quickie.

Sue him.

He was a man.

Since Julian had mentioned multiple people that they were waiting on, she felt it was best to clue them in.

Yeah, Avalon wasn’t done.

“The Marines are out handling some things for me. They won’t be here for a bit. They worked all night.”

That made the cops twitchy.

Well, one cop in particular.

Honor was curious about that, and this woman. Booth had told her about this particular psychic, since she’d had limited interaction with her.

Basically, Honor was skeptical.

“And we’re supposed to just…let them wander around doing what? Exactly?”

Avalon focused on the woman, using Nate’s vision to see her. She was tough-looking, and that emotionless stare told her everything.

This was a cop that didn’t like shit like this.

While Bishop would tolerate it, this woman would not.

“I mean, I’ve found that they are grown-ups and can manage themselves without me giving them instructions. As for what they are doing, they are scouting out places where your killer liked to hang out.”

She didn’t mention they were looking for this person. If they got lucky, they would find them BEFORE this went bad. Then, this person was…dead.

Honor opened her mouth, and Booth went there.

“Baby, we’re all tired. Don’t poke the psychic. She’s legit, and we don’t need to test her,” Booth admitted.

Avalon smiled.

“You are wearing a rosary. It’s black and clear beads, and it was lost this morning. Your husband found it on his altar. Mary Ann left it there for safekeeping. She likes him,” she said, pointing at Booth. “Despite him being a witch, your soul is going to burn in Hell.”

Honor opened her mouth and then closed it.

“Well, she nailed that one,” she said. “Carry on. I have nothing more to say.”

Booth laughed.

Oh, his wife…she was funny.

Since she had her ‘permission’, Avalon went there.

“We should probably begin,” Avalon admitted. “It’s going to be a long day, and the sooner we each start our parts of this, the sooner we might have a strong leverage against this person.”