Page 217 of Oracle Returns: Time will Stop

Then, she looked at her partner.

“You deal with these two. I’m one minute from losing my mind. I hope you have a plan,” she said to Bishop. “Because our boss is going to be so far up our asses, both of our husbands are going to be offended for us.”

Oh, she was aware.

Bishop had an idea.

“Tori and Julian, can you go do research in your car on the man, and while you do, we’ll handle the crime scene?”

They went to protest, but she stopped them.

“It’s only to get you off the scene before the ME gets here. Then, I need to get Lucian’s attention so that I can tell him about Ridge. After that, we can divide up, and Honor can escort you to your client’s house to talk to him. Sound good, everyone?” she asked, mediating and covering all of their bases.

Well, that sounded fair.

“We can do that.”

Tori was to the point.

“We’ll also work on Thomas Vanderbilt. Remember, Oracle brought that up that this whole thing stems back centuries to a mess that happened here. I doubt that’s not going to play into this somehow. You said she was rarely wrong.”

She nodded.

“She isn’t.”

Well, then, they had to keep digging on that, too.

“Thanks for being proactive,” Bishop stated.

They didn’t mind.

Honor went there.

“We’ll work the actual scene to find the killer, because the day I start saying ‘maybe it’s a witch hater from the sixteen hundreds when the witches were burned’, I want someone to punch me in the face. Repeatedly.”

Both Tori and Bishop raised their hands as if she was offering that up.

HAR.

HAR.

HAR.

They were funny.

“Go.”

As they headed out, Bishop pulled the necklace off of the cat.

“We’re going to buy some time,” she stated. “If there’s no pentacle, we can pretend this isn’t tied to our case.”

Holy shit.

They were now fucking with the crime scene.

Honor’s eye was twitching.

“I know,” Bishop said. “Only, do you want to do that dance for our boss? Which is absolutely going to make you miserable, and this is only going to annoy you?”