Ghost Seer, Day 2, Zach Slade and Clare Cermak meet
A single woman just inside the restaurant sitting by the window caught his attention. Her conservative gray suit and the clean head-hugging cut of her thick brown hair with gleaming red strands showed that she considered herself a serious professional.
This impression was contradicted by the fact that she appeared to be talking to herself—or, perhaps, reading aloud from the book open in front of her.
He was a sucker for lovely contradictions, and he couldn’t see her eyes behind her shades. Very intriguing.
“Jack Slade!” she announced.
Sounded like “Zach.”
He walked in and gave her a slow smile, moved up to the square two-top. “Yeah? You called?”
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