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There is always a certain serendipity to life that cannot be predicted or harnessed, but when it presents itself it can fortuitous. Months back Mabel had been sent an invitation to a lecture by the British Embassy in Berlin. Due to her connections to many countries, and her patronage of many antiquarian studies. she routinely got many of these every month. It was hard to accept all and in some cases like this invitation, too risky to accept. But it gave them the chance to be in Germany at exactly the…
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It was now two weeks later. Joyce had spent much of that time under Mabel's instruction, rediscovering abilities she had long forgotten: psychometry, automatic writing and, perhaps most importantly, how to remain detached while using them. "All these practices come at a cost if you don't learn to distance yourself," Mabel had warned her. "There are forces in this world that feed upon emotion. Let them in and they'll cling to you like parasites. I've seen people destroyed by them, Joyce, and I won't…
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It had been a long and, at times, overwhelming day. By mid-afternoon, Joyce had begun to wonder quite what she had taken on. Raymond had started with the familiar. The police station was small, staffed by a young constable and a Royal Navy liaison rating. That much she understood. From there, however, the scale of Easterwich's peculiar arrangements gradually revealed itself. They toured the perimeter, Raymond pointing out sentry posts and the ring of metal fencing that separated the town from the…
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She awoke slumped at her desk. As she lifted her head, fear spiked within her that she was late for duty. She jolted upright in her chair, scanning the room for the clock and calendar. A moment later, relief washed through her. Saturday. Eight a.m. Her shoulders dropped. She let out a quiet laugh at herself. After twenty-eight years of police service, duty was now a desk job. And weekends were no longer stolen by the call of a whistle or the ring of a phone. The previous evening began to…-
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