Page 25 of Daddy's Protection
“Hey, Jeane.” Camie left the porch and walked to the hedges. “How are you?”
Jeane looked gravely serious. “I’m good. But worried.”
“What about?”
“You.”
Jeane waited for an explanation.
“You know I’m… blessed with the gift.”
Cami nodded. She was aware that her neighbor claimed to be a psychic. She did personal readings for people and even appeared on local radio stations and a few national TV shows. But Cami wasn’t sure if sheknewthe woman actually had any special abilities.
Of course, Cami was the one who thought her own house was haunted, so who was she to judge?
“Yeah,” she answered politely.
“Well, I’ve been having frightening visions that involve… you! Visions of specters. And people fromthisworld pursuing you. I’m not sure where the ghosts fit in but… well, they’re there. Somewhere in your future. Honey, I’m scared for you.”
A cold chill traced Cami’s spine. It took a moment for the shock to wear off before she said, “I’m fine. But thank you for the concern.”
Jeane brushed a strand of her long silver hair back and tucked it behind her ear. She didn’t wear much makeup but didn’t really need to. In her upper sixties now, she’d aged beautifully and not in that fake way that so many women in LA did.
Her skin was naturally smooth. Those icy-blue eyes were still mesmerizing.
She reached over for Cami’s hand. “Promise me, honey. Promise me you’ll take care of yourself.”
“Of course,” Cami told her.
And Isaiah would protect her, though she didn’t add that part aloud. Right now, though, she was more convinced than ever that she needed the Daddy Guard.
Things were getting stranger by the second.
Still holding Cami’s hand in one of hers, Jeane patted it with her other. “Check in with me so I know that you’re all right.”
Cami assured her she would and then hurried back inside. Once the door was closed, Isaiah said, “What was all that about?”
Cami smiled uneasily.
“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.”
Chapter 11
Cami did tell Isaiah and the rest of the group about her strange conversation. But more than disbelief, Isaiah felt suspicion.
“Seems like that woman next door knows a lot about what’s been going on. Visions of ghosts and things? Makes me wonder if she’s in on it.”
“Or she’s really psychic!” Iris suggested. “That’s so cool!”
Standing behind her, his arms wrapped around her waist, Jack said, “Honey, I’m not sure psychics are real.”
“I know, Daddy. But you aren’t sure they’re not,” Iris countered.
He chuckled and kissed the side of her neck. “You got me there, babydoll.”
“Your neighbor was wrong about one thing,” Stryker called as he climbed down the ladder in the parlor.
He, Harrison, and Lana had started checking things out while Cami shared her story.
