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

person who might be able to help you with that.” She dipped her chin, clearly pointing at Oren.
    “Oren can help me?” I asked. “What dialect is it?”
    “It’s an old witch script—I’m pretty sure he knows it.”
    “You’re pretty sure I know what?” Oren stepped up beside us. “Sorry, ladies, but I couldn’t help overhearing your conversation.”
    I rolled my eyes. “Whatever.” We were practically whispering, so there was no way anyone could have overheard a single word unless they were intentionally listening. “Is it true? Can you help me read an ancient witch script I’ve got on a file?”
    “Sure.” He cocked a white eyebrow. “What is this file about?”  
    “It’s about the Obscurus ,” Sally answered, lowering her voice.
    “Now, there’s a bunch of idiots right there!”
    “You know about them?” Why was I surprised? Oren seemed to know everything about everyone, and was usually a step ahead. Still, having this conversation made me feel a little awkward because I hadn’t opened up about any of this yet. It wasn’t that I wanted to keep this situation a secret, just that I didn’t want to talk to him about the Obscurus until I had some cold, hard facts.
    “I already know they’re after you, Sierra.” A smile quirked the edges of his mouth, and he shook his head. “I really wish you’d learn to confide in me without all the secrecy.”
    “I wasn’t being secretive,” I said with a derisive snort.
    “Yes you were.” He rubbed his bristly chin. “Did you figure it out after the Slevani brothers or Mauricio?”
    “Somewhere in between,” I lied. I’d figured it out after reading the information on the USB drive. That’s when everything Travis, Jonathan, and Mauricio said—or didn’t say—clicked into place.
    Oren sighed, whipping his long white braid behind his shoulder. “It doesn’t matter. And yes, I could probably help you.” He exchanged a quick glance with both Sally and Lavie, which made me wonder if they had something to do with him knowing rather than his sixth sense.
    Any more questions would have to wait. Right now, visiting Lavie felt like a step in the right direction.  
    “Are you busy right now?” I asked him.
    “Actually, I’ve got something to take care of…but could come over tonight.”
    I shook my head. “I’m busy tonight.” A sudden surge of excitement flowed through me because Papan and I were having a date night. He’d texted me just before I arrived here, saying: Can’t wait to see you tonight. I’m almost done, and you’re not going to avoid me anymore.  
    The meaning was obvious, and I couldn’t wait.
    Oren smiled. “Okay, how about tomorrow morning?”
    “That’s perfect. Can you come over early, before I head out to the office?”
    “I’ll be there at six,” he answered.
    “Make it eight.” It was Saturday.
    “Eight it is.”
    “Great, thanks.” I turned away from Oren and his packages to concentrate on Lavie and Sally, who both watched the exchange with matching smiles. “Do you mind if I have another cup of tea?”
    “Of course not, dear.” Sally headed back to the coffee table. “Will you be staying, Oren?”
    He shook his head. “I’m afraid not. Like I said, I’ve got some business to attend to but I’ll certainly take a rain-check.”
    “You know you’re always welcome here,” she said with a smile.
    I looked between them, wondering if they knew each other way back when supernatural hunters worked together. Oren had mentioned it once or twice, but I didn’t ask too many questions because I knew my grandmother had been romantically involved with him at the time. Their love affair was easier to bear nowadays. I’d come to terms with their connection and the fact my grandmother, Pepita, had been the holder of many secrets.
    Sally leaned over my cup and her smile faded.
    “Aunty, what’s wrong?” Lavie asked as she rushed to her side.
    Sally fell onto the couch, her fingers wrapped tightly around