She just had to hope she wouldn’t run into anyone she knew while she was shopping. Her clients knew that she’d done some studies into the paranormal, but she’d always described her research in the most clinical terms possible. Just because she’d written papers on neurological anomalies in those claiming to be clairvoyant didn’t automatically mean she was the type to load up on crystals and amulets and rune stones.
A scent of incense surrounded Audrey as soon as she entered the store, but something sharp and aromatic, not cloying like patchouli or nam champa. Soft harp music played in the background. She didn’t see anyone else shopping, which suited her just fine. With any luck, she could be in and out of there before any other customers appeared.
“Can I help you?”
She turned and saw Ros
