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"A weird rune?"

"A runestone."

"A weird runestone?"

She frowned. "No, that's not right. . . ." She exhaled heavily. "I need some time alone in here, Mac."

He looked dubious. "The Bureau is going to start getting antsy about that forensics report. They don't
know about you yet and I'd just as soon they didn't find out. How long are you going to need?"

"I don't know. I'm picking up the strangest impressions, Mac. I've never experienced anything like this.
Either I'm losing it or somebody's trying to confuse the hell out of me. I'm getting something about a weird
rune and a talking broom, for crying out loud. It's like psychic word salad and it's giving me a headache.
If I can have a couple of hours alone in here, I should be able to make some sense of it all."

"Okay," McGuire said, "two hours, and then I've got to send the forensics team back in." He checked his
watch. "I'll be back for you by six."

"If I don't have something more concrete for you by then, I'll trade in my tarot deck for The Wall Street
Journal."

McGuire grinned and took the elevator back downstairs. The forensics team was waiting for him down
there, along with the detectives. There was also a crowd of reporters waiting outside, on the sidewalk,
desperate to get a story in before the evening newscast.

"The Gypsy come up with anything?" asked Detective Hank Sloan, from Homicide.

"She's still up there," replied McGuire.

"Alone?" asked one of the forensics adepts with concern. "Sir, we haven't even had a chance to go over
the place yet and—"

"Don't worry, she's seen enough crime scenes to know not to disturb any evidence," McGuire said.
"Media's in full howl," said Robinson, Sloan's partner.

"Tell them I'll have a statement for them at the hospital," McGuire said. "I want to check on Detective
Angelo, and at the same time, I want to get them away from here, if possible. The last thing we need is to
have them see the Gypsy."

"Too late," said Sloan. "Bunch of 'em saw her going in. They've been asking about her involvement."

"Hell, that's all I need," McGuire said. "The boss is going to throw a fit."

"Bringing her in was your idea," Sloan said.

"She gets results, Hank," said McGuire. "And right now, we need some results, because we haven't got
squat. I'm going over to the hospital. I'll be back in a couple of hours. See that nobody disturbs the
Gypsy while she's up there. Oh, and Hank, run these and see what you come up with." He tore a couple