Tygers

Tygers

Brenna Lyons

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If Katheyn O'Hanlon had one wish, it would be a memory of her childhood and the source of her nightmares. Psi-linked to her four-year-old nephew, she is dragged back to Pittsburgh to confront a renegade psychic. Kyle's father has been brutally murdered, and Kyle claims his toy tigers have done the deed led by Ty, the Siberian. It is up to Katheryn to remember where Ty is and how to destroy him before he destroys everything she cares about.

Is Kyle haunted by the homicidal family ghost or being driven insane by the horrorscope trapped in the depths of Katheryn's mind? Can Katheryn keep Keith Randall, an old flame, who takes the job of Kyle's counselor, out of the line of fire while she does her work when all Keith wants is to be wherever Katheryn is?

 
PUBLISHED BY: Under the Moon
ISBN: 1-934153-59-1
PUBLICATION DATE: 2008
WORD COUNT: 133688
SEXUAL CONTENT RATING: 3 3 3
EBOOK READER RATING:
CATEGORIES: Paranormal, Mystery/Suspense, Romantic Suspense
KEYWORDS: Paranormal, Thriller, Erotic Romance
 

EBOOKS BY Under the Moon

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COPYRIGHT Brenna Lyons/2008

"Hello, Keith. What are you doing here?" Carol asked in surprise.

Keith cringed inwardly. He had been asking himself that same question all day. "I was hoping to play a game with Kyle," he answered, abruptly aware that he couldn't quite meet her eyes.

She shot him a suspicious once-over before waving him in. "Come on."

Keith followed her in and took a seat with her in the living room.

Carol leaned closer to him. "What are you up to, Keith? Why the surprise visit and the offer of a game?"

He darkened considerably. "Just a crazy possibility that I want to discount."

"What possibility?" she asked in avid interest.

"The possibility that Kyle...is exhibiting some extrasensory talents." Keith took a calming breath, waiting for Carol to laugh-or worse, to tell him he was crazy and send him packing.

Carol blushed deep crimson and looked toward the window. For what seemed like an extraordinary length of time, she didn't say anything. "You want to test for that?" she finally whispered.

"It's not my area of expertise, but if there's something there, I might be able to see it. I might not, either," he qualified. "It will just make me feel better if I don't, I guess."

"You think Kyle knows, on some unconscious level, when these things are happening?" she questioned.

Something in her expression caught his attention. "Would that be a surprise?" he asked, suddenly certain that the answer would be negative.

Carol turned to face him with wide eyes. She moved her mouth as if to speak then closed it abruptly. "Test him." "Would it be a surprise, Carol?"

"Katie told me to allow any tests the doctors wanted. Do the test."

"I don't remember you doing everything your sister orders," he noted.

She paused and met his eyes miserably. "Where Kyle is concerned, I take her advice. It's better that way."

"Better how? Carol, if Katie knows something, she should tell Evan or Mac."

"She doesn't know anything," Carol replied sarcastically. "Trust me, she doesn't. It's just-she knows Kyle."

"Because they're alike?" he prodded.

"They're two of a kind, all right. It's hard to explain. Just do the test and let me know what you find."

Keith nodded uncertainly and headed up to Kyle's room. The little boy was playing on the floor, surrounded by his tigers. He waved and smiled, as Keith eased in the door and past the piles of toys.

"Want to play a game, Kyle?" he asked.

"What kind of game?"

"How about Go Fish?"

"Okay." Kyle said it uncertainly, and he seemed to be searching for an explanation in Keith's face.

Keith dealt the cards and considered how he would conduct his test. He hadn't really planned this out in advance. It was several trades into the game before he hit on an idea. "Do you have red?" he asked.

"Yep." Kyle reached out a card from his hand, and Keith started to pull a green card from his own hand instead of the red. Kyle giggled. "That's the wrong card, Uncle Keith," he noted in a teasing voice.

"Really? Oh, you're right. How did you know?" he asked calmly, pushing the card back into his hand.

Kyle smiled and pointed over Keith's shoulder. "Gare can see," he informed the confused man.

"Cheating huh? Okay, what color was it?"

Kyle met Keith's eyes in shock and blushed slightly. "I don't know," he grumbled as he looked back at his cards.

"You knew it wasn't red," he countered lightly.

Kyle didn't answer.

Keith held another card up to the stuffed tiger. "What color is it, Gare old buddy?" he asked comically.

"She can't tell you. She can't see color."

"Right. They're colorblind. Then, how did she know the first card wasn't red?"

Kyle darkened again, but he didn't answer.

Keith considered the card in his hand then moved his thumb to uncover the printed color name on the bottom of the card. He showed it to the tiger again.

Kyle fidgeted and looked at his cards again. "Are you going to date Aunt Katie, when she moves home?" he asked.

Keith looked at him in surprise. "I don't think so, Kyle. Your aunt doesn't like me very much."

"Yes, she does," the child answered simply.

"She told you that?" he asked in disbelief.

"No, she says she doesn't like you."

Keith felt his stomach sink at the confirmation.

"She doesn't think you love her. She thinks you're just fas-factinated with her."

"Fascinated?" Keith asked quietly.

"Yes, but you do love her, don't you?"

Keith felt his face start to burn. How was he supposed to make a four year old, especially one who had obviously overheard a few too many conversations on the subject, believe him when he denied it? "Kyle, love is a strong word," he began.

"She dreams of you. You still dream of her, too. So, you must still love each other," he decided.

"How do you know that?"

Kyle smiled and patted the Siberian tiger next to him. "Ty told me."

Keith felt the surge of hope melt into a dull ache. Kyle sighed and handed him two cards.

"What's this?" Keith asked in confusion.

"Look at them," Kyle answered simply.

Keith turned over the cards. Red, the card he originally asked for, and orange, the card he showed to the tiger behind him. He swallowed hard, trying desperately to reconcile what he was seeing.

"You should date Aunt Katie," Kyle decided suddenly. "It's still your turn, Uncle Keith. You got a match."

 

 

 
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