Book 1, Chapter 66

I didn’t want to contradict Ean to his face – he gets so touchy about “out of character information” – and I’d already let slip what was on the other side of his fridge – but Rachel was not a nice, normal girl.

Neither, however, was she aware of this.

When she got home from work and into her apartment she kicked off her heels and dropped her bag by the door. Her security card joined them and then Freckles – the family cat – ran into the room, meowing for food. After her dad’s heart scare, she’d agreed to take care of Freckles since the nursing community he’d moved into didn’t allow pets.

So far this was a normal evening, both for her and in general. The weirdness would start later.

Et Alia, Book 1: Aliens, Ninjas, Demons and Pie

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