“But what about the bodies he took?” Piper said. “Won’t that keep him from getting Recalled?”
“Yeah, but the Reaper already has guys searching. Eventually he’s going to find them. That’s exactly why I need to start moving everything. The more I move it, the harder it will be to find.”
“What’s your name, anyway?” I asked.
“Storm.”
Huh. It fit him perfectly. “All right, Storm, go jump in that body and let’s go.”
“Oh, uh-uh. No. You are not coming with me.”
“The hell I’m not.”
“Do you have any idea what Charming would do to me if I let you go anywhere near the Reaper’s house?”
“Do you have any idea what I will do if you don’t?” I ground out.
“Sorry, but he’s scarier than you are.”
I crossed my arms over my chest.
He sighed. “Look, I don’t have time to argue with you. Getting this body to him is already hard enough with having to worry about you two.”
“Why is it so hard?” Piper asked.
“Because the body is empty. There’s no one in it and because of that I’ll have a black cloud around me that every Escort would see. If I get caught, they’re going to know it’s me before I even say a word.”
“There was no cloud around you when you got here,” I observed.
“That’s because there was someone else in the body. Best I can figure it, their soul hides mine.”
I glanced at Piper to see if she thought this conversation was as unreal as I did. She seemed to be having about the same reaction.
“Look, I gotta go. Time is of the essence. He’s gonna flip when he finds out I hid his body here at your place.”
“What do you meanhisbody?”
“That’s Charming’s original body. The one he died in. He seemed pretty shocked when he saw it.”
Is that why it seemed so familiar to me? Did something inside me recognize it immediately?
I rushed toward the bedroom, wanting to look at him again. I wanted to take in every detail about that body. I stopped just shy of touching it. It was so different from the way he looked now… so unpolished, so… flawed. But yet when I looked at him, at the overly long blond hair and full lips, it seemed perfect for him. For Olly.
“Well, what are you waiting for?” I told Storm.
“Some privacy might be nice,” he muttered. “Can’t a guy get dressed in peace?”
Piper giggled. What was with her? Geez, he was not funny.
I was about to point out his un-funniness when there was a noise in the living room. It sounded like the front door opening and closing.
All three of us froze, listening for more sounds.
“Honey, I’m home!” called a voice I didn’t know.
“Holy shit!” Storm whispered.
“Who is it?” I demanded.
