On Pins and Needles: Sierra Fox, Book 3 Read Online Free

and astral project into. Not all catchers could do this, but my line had gotten stronger with each generation.  
    This makes me the perfect, blended target.
    The bell chimed again, drawing me away from my thoughts.
    I turned in time to see the young woman walk out the door with a brown paper bag in her hands. She smiled at whomever was holding the door open for her, and then a familiar witch stepped inside in all his black-suited glory. I placed the cup on the coffee table and stood.
    “Oren, did you follow me here?” I asked, only half-joking. He liked to keep an eye on me and had good intentions, as most biological grandfathers did. But unlike most grandkids, I hadn’t even known about Oren McKee’s existence until a few months ago. And he also happened to be a very powerful witch who hunted evil witches in his spare time. “Because if you did, I could’ve used your help a little earlier when someone tried to run me over.”
      He released the door and turned to face me. The grin on his very charming face vanished. “I didn’t expect to find you here, Sierra.” For once, his black, dressy clothing fit the season. “But what happened?” He stepped closer.
    “Don’t worry about it. I’m okay—just got a little shaken, that’s all.”
    He opened his mouth to answer but was cut off by Sally. She approached him, took both of his hands into hers much like she’d done to mine, before leaning over to give him a kiss on each cheek. “Oren, it’s been too long. You have to visit more often, especially now.” She glanced my way before looking back at him.  
    “You know each other?” This was a surprise.
    Oren squeezed Sally’s hands and nodded. “Of course we do. Actually, Sally knew your grandmother too.”
    My eyes widened and I couldn’t help but wonder when my life would stop dropping random surprises. I was starting to feel like my existence was just one long pretense after another. Sometimes I wondered if I needed a manual. “You did?”
    Sally nodded and smiled. “She was a very special woman, and you seem to have inherited every one of her best traits.”
    Damn, how could I be angry with her after saying something like that?  
    My grandmother was one of the most positive role models I’d had growing up, and her death hadn’t ended her influence. So when I was in my teens and her spirit mysteriously stopped appearing, I was devastated. Now I knew exactly why she was gone—and why the ghost of the man I’d grown up thinking was my grandfather had also been taken. The shadow ghosts—also known as shadow monsters or shadows—had them. Mace made sure of that.  
    Once Grandma moved onto the afterlife, I would receive the full extent of my powers. Mace and his freaky Obscurus friends wanted to control the exact time this happened.
    “You’re here to pick up the Hands of Glory, aren’t you?” Lavie jumped off the couch and made her way towards the back of the store. She pushed the beaded curtain aside, disappeared into the back, and returned only seconds later with two cardboard gift boxes. “Here they are, especially prepared. I followed every one of your instructions.”
    Oren took them and smiled. “Excellent! I’ll be putting mine to good use.” He glanced my way before heading towards the cash register.
    Lavie stood on the other side of the service counter, where they continued with their transaction.
    “So, do you think you’ll be able to decipher the code?” Sally asked, sidling up beside me.
    “I thought I just needed to work out the password.” Something I’d hoped Sally and Lavie would be able to help me with. But nothing ever turned out to be easy. There were complications with just about everything in my life.
    “Figuring out the password won’t be the hardest bit—try something obvious,” she said. “They might think they’re clever in their manipulations and plans, but they’re pretty stupid. Deciphering the dialect will be a lot harder, though I know just the