The Séance. Heather Graham

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СКАЧАТЬ a great resort,” she told him. “I was given a comp weekend when I was hired, so I got to check it out for free. It’s one of those all-inclusive places. Really nice. You step out from your private bungalow right onto the beach.”

      “Nice work if you can get it,” he teased.

      “As long as I am working.”

      “Well, this place is worth a mint,” he told her.

      “I’d panhandle before I sold this house,” she assured him passionately, then seemed embarrassed by the emotion she had betrayed. She offered him a wry smile. “Hmm. And are you suggesting I won’t get work?”

      He laughed. “Never,” he vowed solemnly.

      The microwave beeped. She reached in for his plate, and he walked over to take it from her. The scent of barbecue was strong, but her perfume was more alluring. He remembered how, years ago, he had thought she was a pain in the butt and wished she and Ana would go away.

      Things certainly changed, he thought wryly.

      She smiled and brushed by on her way to get him a fork, knife and napkin. His muscles tightened. Hell, yes, things changed.

      Ana appeared in the kitchen. “Hurry up,” she said to Christina. “You’re the only one who can make that stupid Ouija board work.”

      “I wasn’t doing anything,” Christina protested.

      Jed felt his muscles tighten again, and not in a good way.

      “Beau Kidd?” he said to Christina.

      She flushed. “I swear, I didn’t make it do anything,” she protested.

      “Whatever you say,” he said curtly.

      He hadn’t meant to be so brusque. She barely moved, but he could feel her stiffen from across the room.

      “It’s just that I worry, okay?”

      She sighed. “I know. I’m a redhead.”

      “A beautiful redhead,” he told her, trying to atone.

      “I’m a big kid, and I’ve lived on my own for a long time now. I don’t do stupid things.”

      “Don’t assume that all victims are stupid.”

      “I’m not. But I am careful,” she told him. “Really.” She was irritated. Why not? It was a good cover-up for being frightened.

      She walked out of the kitchen, toward the parlor. He followed her, keeping his distance and stopping in the doorway.

      “You made that name—Beau Kidd—appear,” Mike said, staring accusingly at Christina.

      “I sure as hell didn’t,” she replied, and her voice betrayed her annoyance. “Twelve years ago, I was thirteen and my mom turned the news off every time something came on TV that she thought I shouldn’t know about. In fact, my parents used to argue about it. My dad thought I needed to be aware of what was going on in the world, but my mom just thought I was too young to know some things—no, a lot of things.”

      “You still must have heard the name,” Dan said. He was sitting on the floor, back against the wall, arms folded over his knees.

      “I’m sure I did, but a lot has happened since then, in my life and in the world,” she informed him, her tone irritated. “I didn’t move the planchette.”

      “Right. Beau Kidd did it himself, because there is no copycat killer and he wants us to know he’s innocent,” Mike murmured dryly.

      “Maybe he didn’t do it,” Ana said. “And maybe his spirit did move the planchette.”

      “Now you’re scaring me,” Jed teased his cousin.

      She frowned, staring at him with a stubborn set to her jaw. “Oh, right, Mr. He-man. There’s no possibility that anything you haven’t seen for yourself could possibly be real.”

      “What’s the phrase? A ghost in the machine?” Tony said, his tone light, as if he were hoping to lift the tension that had suddenly filled the room.

      “If there were a ghost here, it would be Gran, yelling at us,” Dan said, grinning, and evoking smiles from the others at last.

      “Was she mean?” Ilona asked.

      “Heavens, no,” Christina said. “But she had a very clear vision of right and wrong.” She flashed a smile. “I don’t think she’d be yelling. We haven’t messed anything up.”

      “Well, she wasn’t all that fond of the way I’m running my life,” Dan said, shrugging. “I tried to explain to her that I intend to be more than Raccoon Ralph.”

      “And you will be,” Christina said. “You’re going to be Zeus.”

      “Right. And Halloween is around the corner. I’ll get to play some pretty scary stuff,” Dan said.

      “The three-year-olds are trembling in their boots,” Ana teased, then suggested, “Why don’t we ask the Ouija board when you’ll get your big break?”

      Mike groaned. “I’m getting another beer.” He started down the hall, almost crashing into Jed, who was still standing in the doorway. “Beer?” he suggested.

      “Yeah, sure, one more,” Jed said, heading to the kitchen with him.

      A few seconds later, they heard a loud and startled clamor from the parlor.

      They frowned at each other and rushed back to the other room. Jed was in the lead, and when he reached the arched doorway, he was almost hit in the head with the planchette.

      “Hey, who threw that?” he demanded. Ducking had saved him from a good shot right in the face.

      “She did,” Ana said, pointing to Christina.

      “I did not!” Christina protested.

      Ana met his eyes, looking more than a little scared. “It…it was like it got mad and flew cross the room,” she said.

      “Ana, get a life,” Jed snapped.

      “What’s going on?” Mike demanded from just behind Jed.

      “We asked it if Dan was going to get the part he wants,” Christina said.

      “And it spelled out ‘help’ again,” Ilona said, eyes wide.

      “They’re pulling your leg, Ilona,” Mike told her.

      Ana let out a long, aggrieved sigh.

      “Whatever. Let’s put the stupid thing away,” Christina said. Without waiting for anyone to agree, she reached for the box.

      “Throw the stupid thing away,” Dan suggested.

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