Intimate Whispers by Dee Carney Read Free Book Online

because she sucked down the food with great relish, enjoying every mouthful of the sandwich. She felt the heat of his gaze on her a few times, but ignored it. If she had to face something the dead scribbled in the note, it could damn well wait until she faced it on a full stomach.
    “So,” she said between the last bites, “let’s get this over with. What did you want to show me?”
    “Morning person, huh?” When she gave him her most wan expression, his lips tightened. “Listen, don’t you think we should at least discuss what happened here last night? One minute, we’re doing this trance thing and the next…” 27

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    “And the next we’re locking lips with no plans on coming up for air.” He didn’t have to remind her. The memory of those moments burned images in her mind she had no plans of setting free.
    “You don’t have to sound so disgusted by it.”
    His sulkiness almost made her smile, but she shook off amusement to feign indignation. “You listen. The only reason you’re in here now is because you said you have something to show me.”
    He stared at her a moment longer. Long enough to make her wonder if he planned on answering. Slowly though, he pushed aside their trash and unfolded a familiar piece of paper.
    She hadn’t gotten a good look at it before he left, but a quick glance wouldn’t have been sufficient anyway. Words written in the handwriting of a child stretched from edge to edge. The letters were large, clumsily formed. It didn’t take long to read most of the nonsensical phrases. None of it made much sense to her.
    “You said my name is on here.”
    Jason moved closer. “Yeah, it’s not easy to catch at first, but look here.” He tilted the page until it lay horizontally. “Now read it again.” The letters making up her name drew her eyes almost immediately. “Son of a…”
    “Read the whole thing. It’s beyond eerie.”
    Already ahead of him, she scanned the contents. “This is impossible. Do you have any idea the odds of anyone making this happen on purpose?” When the page lay vertical, one series of messages spread out before her. The moment he turned the page however, an entire new set of messages appeared. Going way beyond eerie, it was genius.
    He tucked the remains of his sandwich into his mouth. “You’d have to tell me what to expect.”
    If only she could. “I haven’t done automatic writing in years. And believe me, we didn’t get anything this…complex.”
    “What do you make of the words?”
    “What do you?” She looked up at him. “You were supposed to call on your brother.
    Does anything in here make sense to you? Something only you and he would know?” His gaze shifted away. “No. Not really. My name. Your name. That’s about it.”
    “In all of this, you couldn’t find something else?”
    “Don’t you think I’ve tried? There are a bunch of names, words I understand and more I don’t. Any of it could mean anything. Do you have any idea how… Never mind.
    Just know if I could do what you do…”
    It struck her then. The irrationality of their situation. “You never questioned it. You accepted what I told you I could do without thinking twice. Why? I could be running some sort of con.”
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    “Because my brother and I had unfinished business. Because you said something so simple, so mundane, so him, I had no choice. I had to believe you.” Leaning back against the stool, she crossed her legs. “Perhaps you should tell me what kind of unfinished business we’re talking about here.”

    “It’s nothing,” he muttered.
    “If you want my help anymore, make it something. I’m not going to try to contact your brother if there’s bad blood between the two of you. It’s dangerous for you and more importantly, me, if I try.”
    A weight lifted from his shoulders. Whether she realized what she just said or not, she at least insinuated she planned on helping him. But where to begin telling her about