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Cooked Books
To say the rest of the afternoon was an anticlimax would be the understatement of the year. Because it was Thursday and I wouldn’t have a real rush of customers until the weekend, the hours seemed to drag by. I got a new shipment of books and Tarot cards from Llewellyn Press, and so I used up a little time unpacking them and getting them properly entered into inventory before I put them out on the shelves, but it wasn’t the sort of project that took up hours and hours.
However, Hazel came in a little after three, looking glowing and happy. She took one look at me and said, “You’re all lit up. Are you absolved of Lilith Black’s murder?”
“Yes,” I replied, wondering if I should say anything about Calvin and me. Then again, he had told me he didn’t want to sneak around. Bes
