A Grave Prediction (Psychic Eye Mystery) - Plot & Excerpts
Two sips in, Hart dropped the pretenses and got down to business. “So, why’re you two still here?” she asked. “We love L.A.,” Candice said tartly. “The people, the weather, the surf. Can’t get enough.” “Right,” Hart said. “That’s believable.” “This is bigger than just the bank robberies,” I said, dispensing with the snark and going for honest. I trusted Hart, and I thought telling her couldn’t do us any harm. We weren’t really getting too far on our own after all. “I think there’s going to be a series of murders from a sicko who will then bury them at the top of that hill in La Cañada Flintridge.” Hart considered me curiously. “The graves you said you saw?” “Yes. When I was first drawn to the spot, it wasn’t because of some ancient buried remains. It was because there’s something in the ether pointing to a series of murders, and I intend to stop them before they happen.”
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