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darkened as the ghost addressed Aunt Daisy. A chill spread across the room. A common occurrence when Grandma got mad. “I told you she’s not joining the firm. My granddaughter’s going to New York City to start a business as a matchmaker.”
    With her grandmother’s blessing and financial backing, Tessa set her plan in motion. At the time, she’d been so energized with the possibilities. She could help people and make a living at the same time. That type of prospect offered more scenarios for fulfillment than project specifications and business plans to create cost effectiveness. But even with her new business, she wanted—no, needed—companionship.
    After a day like today, though, Tessa wondered if she’d ever find it for herself.

CHAPTER FOUR

    Dating Tip #17: Never change into a werewolf on the first date. Some dates need time to adapt to Mr. Tall, Dark, and Furry.

    Two days later, Tessa sprang the news to the entire agency.
    “Ok, ladies, the Smythe Scroll is missing. That means we have no way to contact Cramer. I have a few weeks until Cramer told me he’d return. Are there any other clients that we can only contact through the scroll?”
    Her morning meeting with the staff started with the most important business. Naturally, Danielle smiled in what could be considered an oh-shit moment. “I already looked up the information. Don’t worry. We need the scroll to contact seven clients.”
    “And how many of them need arrangements within the next couple of weeks?”
    She looked down at her notes, avoiding Tessa’s gaze. “Oh, all of them.”
    “I see… How about we go through all past correspondence and any phone logs to see if we can recover any contact information? That sounds like something for you to try, Ursula.”
    The intern nodded and made a note.
    “Now, we need to proceed as if nothing is wrong with the agency at this point. We’ll have to suck it up and use our computerized system for all clients from now on. If the client says we need to use magic to contact him, he needs to provide an emergency number in case our spell ‘fails’ to contact him.”
    They nodded in agreement.
    “I think we may be able to establish some contacts through networking,” Danielle suggested.
    Over the past two days, Tessa had gone from angry to frustrated to determined. A lost Smythe Scroll wouldn’t be the end of her business. There had to be some way to retrieve the scroll before Cramer, or any of the other six clients, wondered why her agency hadn’t contacted them.
    A pain bit into her stomach, but she held herself in check. Even though she couldn’t shake away a single thought: All of her hard work to establish her business might’ve been for nothing. Maybe she should’ve set up shop in small-town Illinois. She snorted. Not as many bachelors, but at least the rental space costs would be manageable.
    Once the meeting ended, Tessa escaped to her office for some privacy. Her assistant followed, always a hovering and protective friend.
    Danielle closed the glass door behind her.
    From her desk Tessa glanced at Danielle and tried to smile. Things would only get worse around here. All she was doing was shuffling money from one place to another. Hiding out until she cornered and caught the big fish that could save her business. Maybe she needed to try harder to reel in that sucker.
    She traced her fingers along a piece of paper as a spark of an idea came to her. Didn’t Rob dump repossessed stuff in Limbo? Couldn’t she follow him around until he opened the doorway to where she needed to go? He had to be the big fish she needed to get out of trouble! She couldn’t contain the crazy giggle from her lips. She’d be insane to do it, but her options were limited.
    “Tessa, do you need a moment—” Danielle began.
    “—I’m fine, Dani,” she said. “No need to call the men with straight jackets yet.”
    Danielle lowered her eyebrows with suspicion, then patted Tessa’s shoulder and left the room.