Chapter 15
Kizzy had enjoyed her first day back at work. As expected, a couple of coworkers hinted they would like to know what had happened to her so suddenly. She just smiled and changed the subject.
On her way home with Ruth, her phone rang.
“Hello?”
“Is this Kizzy Samuels?”
She didn’t recognize the phone number or the voice. “May I ask who’s calling?”
“Yes. It’s Noah’s father, Antonio. I think we need to talk.”
“Oh. Is Noah all right?”
Ruth glanced over at her, concern written on her face. Kizzy looked to her for any hint of trouble in her psychic senses. Ruth shrugged her shoulders while keeping her hands on the wheel.
“Noah is fine. We’re just concerned about that problem of yours and thought we might be able to help.”
Kizzy was tempted to ask which problem, but she didn’t want to give them the impression that she had several. Besides, she was pretty sure she knew what he meant. “Are you talking about the entity?”
“Yes. We may be able to help you find them. As phoenixes, we blend in with the colorful birds of the Amazon. We can soar above, pick out the exact location, get an idea of how many there are, if they’re armed…anything to help Noah and Dante have nice, peaceful lives after this. What to do with the information is up to you and your family.”
Kizzy was excited. “Is it all right if I talk to my father about this? He’ll want to be involved, I’m sure.”
“Absolutely. I’d be happy to talk with him too. Is he a witch, like you?”
“Yes.” Kizzy was overwhelmed by their offer. She swallowed around a lump in her throat as she thanked him and promised to have her father call him.
As soon as she disconnected the call, she turned to Ruth and excitedly explained the other half of the conversation. Ruth’s eyes widened. “They can find them? And then what do we do? You’re a doctor, and as a doctor, you can’t kill them. Or you could…but then you’d just have to turn around and save their lives again.”
Kizzy’s posture sagged. “You’re right, but they offered to help. Maybe… I don’t know. It’s a lot to ask.”
“You’d better not be talking about asking the Fierros to kill them.”
“No, of course not.” Kizzy rubbed her forehead, feeling a headache coming on. “Dad will know what to do. I sure as hell don’t.”
“Kizzy! You said ‘hell.’”
Kizzy laughed. “Yes, I did, and I might do it again.”
Ruth grinned as she drove into their father’s driveway.
Energized, Kizzy got out of the car and jogged up the steps to the side door. Throwing it open, she called out “Dad! Where are you? I have some exciting news.”
Aaron met her in the kitchen. “What’s going on?”
As soon as Ruth followed her through the side door and shut it behind her, Kizzy spoke freely.
“Only the answer to a prayer. Noah’s family has given me permission to talk to you about their paranormal status. And even more exciting, their willingness to help us root out the entity!”
Aaron took a step backward. “Paranormal status? What…is he?”
“It’s a good thing, Dad. They’re all phoenixes. Shape-shifters. Well, all the boys and Mr. Fierro are. His name is Antonio, by the way. And he would like to speak with you. He said they’d do anything they could to help.”
“Phoenixes? I never heard of any paranormal phoenixes. Are you sure they aren’t just pulling your leg?”
“No, Dad. I’ve seen them with my own eyes. Noah shifted, flew around the room, and shifted back.”
