Page 53 of Treasure and Tarot

So, what was the motive?

“Do we want to roll while you ask?” Law queried.

“Sure.” Thierry’s smile was so…serene. Was anyone really that Zen?

“Hank is here!” Iago called. Hank had made sure Antonia was good with staying with Sebastian while Elliot had to go to a meeting. Sebastian and Xavi were watching them. Apparently, that little girl could get a little grr.

“Cool, send him up!”

Hank trotted up the stairs, panting a little at the top, he’d been in such a hurry. “I think I may have something.”

“Yeah?”

“Yes. Horus had an omega. Now, according to the mining company records, they didn’t have any kids, unlike what I heard about him staying home to take care of sick ones. But I found a census record for the omega for a couple of years later? And he had a two-year-old child.”

Mason’s eyes went wide. “Huh. So it was Horus’s?”

“Or was it?” Colton pondered that. “What if the omega was sleeping with one of the other alphas?”

A buzzing sound filled the air, and the lights flickered, going out for a moment before snapping back on.

“Was Abraham sleeping around on Jeremiah?” Iago asked, and Thierry shook his head.

“This feels like a happy home to me. I don’t sense distrust.”

Colton almost argued, but then again, it sort of made sense. People had been living in this house happily almost two hundred years. Obviously, this hadn’t been a home of horrors, of misery, because the Belles would have sold long ago. They would have gone and lived somewhere bigger than Hot Springs Junction. It had to have been Sebastian’s unhappiness, being pregnant alone, trying to raise a baby alone and then, when Abby hit the age of the youngest murdered child?

Boom.

It was a perfect storm of stress for the spirits who lived in the house.

“Okay, I have a question, right?” Mason asked. “Seriously, this Horus guy, he lived for quite a while. Hell, he died in his fifties. Why is he here?”

Everyone looked to Thierry like he was just going to be able to answer.

Thierry shrugged and smirked. “It’s a good question. Horus, are you here? Are you the one who was here?”

Mason scowled at Thierry. “I know full well, he was the one who was fucking here.”

“We are rolling,” singsonged Law.

“Bleep me out,” Mason snarled back. “I’m serious. I know who was here. I know who was trying to get me to do something awful, and it wasn’t going to happen. Do you hear me, you son of a bitch? It wasn’t going to happen!”

The air temperature in the room dropped so quick that it was dizzying, and suddenly he could see everyone’s breath. Colton made sure to blow out a long breath so that people could see on camera. This was going to be an amazing show. “Man, someone didn’t like that.”

“No. No, someone didn’t, and that is an exceptional question.” Thierry closed his eyes, lifted his chin. “Why are you here? Why did you kill the children? Why did you kill Jeremiah?”

Hank had the EVP reader in his hand, recording, Mason was running the EMF, and Colton found himself in the odd position of just hanging there waiting for anything else to happen.

Thierry took a deep breath. “I’m sensing an immense amount of fury, but underneath it? It’s driven by guilt.”

“Because that doesn’t make perfect sense,” Mason muttered under his breath. “For God’s sake, give us something we can use.”

Thierry’s eyes flashed an odd color for a moment, like the eye shine of a wild animal at night. “You want something to use,alpha,” he spat out in a deep, growling voice. “I gave you an axe.”

Mason tilted his head. “Oh, I don’t think so. Why don’t you just put your dick back in your pants, cowboy?”

Colton blinked, staring from Mason, who was really fairly easygoing as far as intense alphas went, and Thierry, who was obviously possessed by a ghost.

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