Anderson looked at him, then at the house. "You're right. I didn't notice before. I've been too distracted. So he's using more than one place to... do whatever the hell he's doing?"
"I guess," Lynn said with a sigh. "What do you feel?"
"Sandpaper on my skin, and it's starting to throb at my temples," Anderson said.
"It's been giving me a headache since before I even woke up," Becca said. "Whatever the f**k is going on here, the energies are extremely f*****g foul, and I'm going to roast this dude the minute I see him."
Amy shot her a look that was equal parts irritation and amusement. "No, you won't, because otherwise Hamilton will read you a riot act that won't stop for twelve hours. Again."
"Ugh, I hate that man," Becca said. "Why does your brother-in-law have to be such a by-the-bo
