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downstairs after she got home from work and see if she’d like to go out to dinner. He dressed casually in one of his many black T-shirts and a pair of jeans.
    Konrad heard a knock on his door. Wondering if it might be Roz and she got home early, he strode over and opened it wide. To his surprise and slight disappointment, Morgaine stood there.
    “Hi, Konrad. Do you have a minute?”
    “Uh, sure. Do you need something moved?”
    She chuckled. “No, I don’t need your strength this time. I need one of your other skills.”
    “Really? What’s that?”
    Morgaine lowered her voice. “I need a thief.”
    Konrad stiffened and glared at her. When he could speak again, he whispered, “You’d better come inside.”
    She entered his apartment, and he shut the door carefully to avoid the loud click. He then whispered, “Is Chad here?”
    She asked in a normal tone of voice, “Chad, are you in the room?” She waited a bit and shook her head. “Nope.”
    “Whew. I know he can’t blab what he overhears to anyone but you or Gwyneth, but still—”
    “I know what you mean.” Glancing at the books lining the walls, she said, “Wow, you must really like to read.”
    “Very much. But right now I’m more interested in what you have to say. Take a seat.”
    She sat on his brown microfiber couch. “I only know what I overheard a few days ago.”
    “You’re just going by what you heard?” Konrad sat in the adjacent overstuffed armchair. “I mean, you’re psychic, aren’t you?”
    “Yeah, but that doesn’t mean I know absolutely everything.”
    “What do you know?”
    “Just bits and pieces, and I’ve learned it’s better not to jump to conclusions until I double check the information I’m getting.”
    “Okay. What do you know, and what do you have to double check?”
    “Relax. I know you’re a good man, and I’m quite safe sitting here, talking to you. I know you work nights. And yesterday, I overheard that you were arrested. I was hoping you might be able to help me with something in an ‘It takes a thief’ kind of way.”
    “I’m not stealing anything for you.”
    “Oh, no.” She laughed. “I didn’t mean that.”
    Konrad shifted uncomfortably in his chair. “Okay, keep talking.”
    “I need your advice to help me with my first job as a medium. I’ve been called in to communicate with the ghost haunting the Isabella Stewart Gardner Museum.”
    “You’re kidding. The art museum that was robbed several years ago?”
    “Yeah.”
    “It’s haunted?”
    “Yup, so there might actually be an eyewitness.”
    “Excellent! I was severely pissed off when I found out about the theft.”
    “You and the rest of the world, apparently. But I was down in Maryland then and didn’t hear much about it. The cops don’t want to tell me anything, either. They say it’s so it doesn’t affect the questions I ask the ghost, but I think they want me to prove my abilities as a psychic and medium.”
    “Have you talked to the ghost yet?”
    “Yes, Gwyneth went with me, but she couldn’t hear him unless I let him use my vocal cords. He said he was there during the robbery. Unfortunately, he’s confusing the hell out of me. What little he tells me doesn’t make any sense.”
    “What has he told you?”
    “He says the cops did it.”
    “That’s because the thieves dressed as cops to get in, then overpowered the guards and tied them up.”
    Morgaine threw her hands in the air. “For Goddess’s sake! Why couldn’t the police tell me at least that much? I’ve been going crazy trying to figure out if he was just messing with us.”
    “What do you know about this ghost?”
    “He’s been there since the thirties. His name is Reginald. He feels very protective of the place. He won’t tell me why. He said he knew the woman who built it.”
    “Isabella Stewart Gardener.”
    Morgaine shrugged. “I guess so.”
    “I know a little bit about her. I can grab a reference book and find more for you, if you