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Chapters (34)
  1. Cover
  2. Title Page
  3. The Emanations Series
  4. Dedication
  5. Author’s Note
  6. Prologue
  7. Chapter 1
  8. Chapter 2
  9. Chapter 3
  10. Chapter 4
  11. Chapter 5
  12. Chapter 6
  13. Chapter 7
  14. Chapter 8
  15. Chapter 9
  16. Chapter 10
  17. Chapter 11
  18. Chapter 12
  19. Chapter 13
  20. Chapter 14
  21. Chapter 15
  22. Chapter 16
  23. Chapter 17
  24. Chapter 18
  25. Chapter 19
  26. Chapter 20
  27. Chapter 21
  28. Chapter 22
  29. Chapter 23
  30. Chapter 24
  31. Epilogue
  32. About the Author
  33. Excerpt from Solatium, Book 2 of Emanations
  34. Glossary of Places, Terms, and Individuals

“Callie, I heard you talking to Graham last night about me needing to go somewhere. Can you tell me about that?”

She looked a little worried, so I hurried on.

“It’s great that Graham wants to protect me, but I think decisions about where I go and what I do are mine to make. Right? So what is it that you think I need to do, exactly?”

It wasn’t really that I wanted to make a decision. I already knew I didn’t want to go anywhere near that fire. But I did want to get a sense of what these people were planning for me.

Callie still didn’t answer. Instead, her eyes shifted over my right shoulder.

From behind me, Graham said, “Let’s you and I discuss this privately, Elizabeth.”

Damn it. How had he come down the hall so quietly? I turned and looked at him. He was freshly showered and looked rested. He turned and headed back to his room.

I glanced at Callie. She’d been watching me, but her gaze skittered away. She turned back to the stove.

“Come on, let’s talk about it,” Graham said over his shoulder.

I followed him back to the other guest bedroom. I wondered in passing where Williams had slept the night before.

Graham sat down on the edge of his neatly made bed and gestured me toward the armchair in the corner of the room. As I turned around to sit, I noticed his eyes were aimed a bit low. Was he checking out my ass? It really sort of looked like he was. I was so surprised that it took me a few seconds to regroup and get my mouth moving.

“I heard some of what you and Callie were talking about last night. I’d like to get the full story.”

He nodded. “That’s fair enough, Elizabeth.” He paused. “I take it you may have guessed at Callie’s gift.”

“She can see the future?”

“After a fashion. She doesn’t see the future in a specific way. It’s more like a sensation, a feeling about what we should or shouldn’t do. It’s not an exact prescription, and there are generally no details.”

“Thinking I have to go to the mill, if that’s what she was saying — that’s pretty specific.”

“Yes and no. Where exactly are you supposed to go when you get there? And what are you supposed to do there? Exactly how bad will the results be if you don’t go, and how much better will they be if you do? She couldn’t or wouldn’t tell me any of that.”

I nodded. That did leave a lot up in the air.