Now
that she’d put some distance between her and the mirror, she admitted if not
for Jackson Clairmont she might have been the next victim outlined on the
floor. The thought sent a chill down her spine. She never should have gone into
the manor alone and certainly not without permission first.
The
first rule of paranormal research. Get permission and have some idea of
what you are supposedly walking into. She’d done neither and instead had let
her curiosity rule over common sense.
Cari
pulled up to the inn at almost the exact same time as Jax. If he’d been any
closer to her bumper, he could have parked inside the trunk.
Before
she could open the door, Jax stood there looking as mad as a wet hen…or a
rooster in this case.
“Are
you going to have me arrested?”
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