The District. Carol Ericson
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Название: The District

Автор: Carol Ericson

Издательство: HarperCollins

Жанр: Ужасы и Мистика

Серия: Mills & Boon Intrigue

isbn: 9781472050175

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СКАЧАТЬ they passed their car on the street, Eric fed a few more quarters into the meter. “You don’t want to stick the Bureau with a parking ticket.”

      She rolled her eyes. “Do you really think they’d pay for my parking ticket?”

      “Even more reason not to get one.” He slipped another quarter into the slot.

      They turned the corner and he dipped his head against the sharp wind that whipped around the building. Even during the summer, the San Francisco Bay kept the city cool. “Is it on this block or the next one?”

      Holding up her phone, she answered, “It’s actually in an alley off this street.”

      They walked about halfway down the sidewalk, and Christina jerked her thumb to the right. “Down here.”

      The alley dropped two steps and the ground beneath their feet changed to cobblestones. Music wafted or blared from the storefronts, depending on the wares inside. A wooden sign with Kindred Spirits printed in red along with a bubbling cauldron creaked in front of one of the stores.

      He tugged on a wayward lock of Christina’s long hair. “That’s our store.”

      “Cute logo.” She tapped the edge of the sign as they ducked into the store.

      The top of his head brushed a tassel of bells hanging from the doorway and their light tinkle announced their arrival.

      Soft New Age music played in the background and Eric’s nose twitched at the smell of sandalwood incense. He sniffed. “Told you so.”

      “Smells nice.”

      A woman emerged from the back of the store, throwing one impossibly long gray braid over her shoulder. “Welcome, kindred spirits. Can I help you with something, or are you here to browse?”

      Eric pressed his twitching lips into a hard line. “We’re actually here to ask you a couple of questions about a former employee, Nora Sterling. We’re with the FBI. I’m Agent Brody, and this is Agent Sandoval.”

      Shaking her head, the woman placed her hands together as if in prayer. She mumbled a few words between barely moving lips.

      He took a quick glance at Christina, but she refused to meet his eyes. “Excuse me?”

      “A very sad situation.” The woman lowered her hands. “But the police already came in here asking questions.”

      “We’re not the police.” Christina took a few steps through the crowded store toward the woman and thrust out her hand. “And you are?”

      “Libby Rivers. I’m the owner of the...” She had taken Christina’s hand and then jerked, almost flinging Christina’s hand away.

      Christina took a step back. “A-are you okay?”

      “I’m sorry. A little static electricity.” She smoothed her hand along the length of her braid. “As I was saying, I’m the owner of the store and Nora worked for me.”

      Eric drew his brows together. Christina was staring at the woman, rubbing her palm against the thigh of her jeans.

      “I’d shake your hand, too, but I don’t want to shock you.” He plucked a green marble from a glass bowl and rolled it in his palm. “Can you tell us anything about Nora? Did she have visitors to the store? Complain about anyone stalking her? Have any unusual interactions with a customer?”

      Libby flicked her fingers. “The police already asked me all of that.”

      “It’s different talking to someone in person and reading someone else’s notes.”

      “What do you really want, Agent Brody?”

      He blinked. Were his questioning skills that bad? He reached into the front pocket of his jeans and pulled out the piece of notepaper with the symbol. He snapped it open and turned it toward Libby. “What does this mean?”

      Libby’s faded blue eyes flickered. “Where did you see that?”

      “Can’t tell you that, Libby.” He waved the paper under her nose. “What does it mean?”

      She snatched it from his hand and pressed it against her chest, right above her heart. “It’s the symbol of a coven, Agent Brody.”

      He folded his arms. “A coven? You mean like a coven of witches?”

      “There’s a war going on, Agent Brody, a war against this coven.”

      Then she dropped the paper and her hand shot out, and she grabbed Christina’s wrist, pulling her closer. “And that includes you, Agent Sandoval.”

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