Page 198 of Oracle Returns: Time will Stop

Sue him.

“Uh, okay. It’s Rebecca. I’m getting that a lot this week. Maybe I should just use my name during my greeting. No one seems to be buying it.”

Yeah, she was aware.

Honestly, Tori didn’t care. She was not in the mood for bullshit.

“We’re the Littlemoons,” she said.

Only, before she could say anything else, the woman smiled.

“Oh, you were on the news today. You own that black house not far from here. I saw media stuff on it. I don’t know what for because I was in a hurry to get here, but I saw it.”

Yeah, they were aware.

They had ninety-nine problems, and this week it was an evil psychic, the media, and a dead co-worker.

“We’re working on a case, and you might remember one of our employees came in here yesterday to ask about this place and some medallions.”

She nodded.

“Yeah, that’s a coincidence.”

Uh, what did that mean?

That stopped them in their tracks because it literally wasn’t a coincidence. She’d been stating a fact.

“What are you saying?” Julian asked.

She went there.

“We had a few PIs come in here, but then after she left, the one yesterday afternoon, we got an order for more medallions to be delivered.”

What?

Was?

This?

“You did?” Julian asked.

She nodded.

“Yeah, we did. My co-worker, Lucifer, dropped it off at someone’s house. It was for delivery, like I said. It’s crazy how someone is ordering these in mass quantities.”

Oh, shit.

That was bad.

If more were being ordered, this person was planning on a substantial amount of bodies to be dropped.

Tori went there.

Yes, they’d likely already gotten the man’s real name, but she didn’t have time to backtrack—especially now.

“Does Lucifer have a real name or does his parents hate his guts?” she asked.

Julian lifted a brow.