Chapter 30:
How Not to Be a Medium
"You're finally here!" I murmured as my spiritual associate finally appeared. "You know I don't like calling you."
I didn't know why, summoning her was an unpleasant feeling for me. Maybe because I didn't have her personal items, or because of her independence and tendency to resist any summons.
"Yes, the wonderful Cee Cee has arrived," she announced with pomp, and I rolled my eyes. "I've looked up your horoscope, I'm going to do some tarot reading for you, and we can get started."
I knew she wouldn't let go, so I asked her to hurry up. Usually, she predicted good things for me, but today she looked concerned. I asked what the problem was, but she couldn't answer. So she asked me to tell you about my plans for the weekend.
"Tristan and I are going on a double date with Zoey and her new boyfriend. Tristan looked at him for a while but found nothing suspicious,” I replied. "He has a bad feeling though, and I don't know what to think, Zoey seems happy, but I've decided to be vigilant."
"Right," Cecilia confirmed. "That might be it. In any case, the tarot says that you are to watch carefully what is going on around you and tear down any wall built by lies."
We thought about her words for a while, then we reconsidered and went back to work. I asked the waiting man to come inside and pulled the hood over my head, also Cecilia's idea to maintain some semblance of image. I don't know why she cared about this stereotypical image, but I didn't interfere.
"How can I help you?" I asked.
"My little sister is missing, the police can't find her, I'm afraid something happened to her," he blurted out and burst into tears. “I've been taking care of her since our parents died in an accident. She is only thirteen, please help me."
"Sunshine, a map and a pendulum, please," Cecilia finally focused. “And a photo of the missing child, let him think about her all the time."
I did as she instructed and stretched one hand over the map, holding her picture in the other. The real psychic guided me, but she wasn't happy with the results because the pendulum was swinging too hard in one area to give us a specific location.
"Something may be blocking the signal," she noted. "I suspect it's underground..."
"Should I try summoning her spirit?" I asked thinking the worst.
"I meant some kind of basement," Cecilia murmured, not pleased that I interrupted her. "I'll send my men there."
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