Under_The_Whispering_Door_by_TJ_Klune

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pulled her back into the kitchen.Desdemona turned and eyed everyone in the shop who was staring at her.Her lip curled in a close approximation of a sneer. “Continue on,” she said.“These are matters far beyond your earthly understanding. Tut-tut.”Everyone turned away almost immediately, the whispers reaching a feverpitch.Nelson grabbed Wallace by the hand, jerking him toward the kitchen. Helooked back before they passed through the doors to see the woman and thetwo men heading toward a table near the far wall under the framed poster ofthe pyramids. She rubbed her finger along the tabletop before shaking herhead.“—and if you’ll let me, I’ll just put a little poison in her tea,” Mei wassaying to Hugo as they entered the kitchen. Apollo sat next to her, ear floppedover as he looked between the two of them. “Not enough to kill her, but stillenough for it to be considered a felony for which I’ll absolutely accept jailtime. It’s a win-win situation.”Hugo looked horrified. “You can’t ruin tea like that. Every cup is specialand putting poison in it would ruin the flavor.”“Not if it’s tasteless,” Mei countered. “I’m pretty sure I read that arsenicdoesn’t have a taste.” She paused. “Not that I know where to get arsenic rightthis second. Dammit. I should’ve looked into that after last time.”“We don’t murder people,” Hugo said, and it didn’t appear that this wasthe first time he’d said it to her.“Maim, then.”“We don’t do that either,” Hugo said.She crossed her arms and pouted. “Nothing’s stopping us. You told me thatwe should always try to achieve our dreams.”“I didn’t have murder in mind when I told you that,” Hugo said dryly.“That’s because you think too small. Go big or go home.” She glanced atWallace. “Tell him. You’re on my side, right? And you know the law betterthan any of us here. What does it say about killing someone who deservesit?”“It’s illegal,” Wallace said.“But not, like, completely illegal, right? Justifiable homicide is a thing. Ithink.”

“I mean, there’s always a plea of not guilty by reason of insanity, but that’sdifficult to pull off—”Mei nodded furiously. “That’s it. That’ll be my defense. I’m so insane thatI didn’t know what I was doing when I put arsenic in her tea.”Wallace shrugged. “It’s not like I can testify against you showingpremeditation.”“Not helping,” Hugo said.Probably not, but it wasn’t like he thought Mei would actually murdersomeone. Or so he hoped. “What’s wrong with that woman? Who is she?What did she do besides have a terrible name?”“She calls herself a medium,” Mei spat. “A psychic. And she has a crushon Hugo.”Hugo sighed. “She does not.”“Right,” Nelson said. “Because most people put their boobs up on thecounter like she does. Perfectly natural.”“She’s harmless,” Hugo said, like he was trying to convince Wallace.“She comes in here every few months and tries to run a séance. But nothingever happens and so she leaves. It’s never for very long, and it doesn’t hurtanyone.”“Are you hearing yourself?” Mei exclaimed.Wallace was still stuck on the word crush. It made him bristle more thanhe expected. “I thought you were gay.”Hugo blinked. “I … am?”“Then why does she flirt with you?”“I … don’t know?”“Because she’s awful,” Mei said. “Literally the worst person inexistence.” She began to pace. “She gives people like me a bad name. Shecons others out of money, telling them she’ll help them communicate withtheir loved ones. It’s messed up. All she does is give them false hope, tellingthem what they think they want to hear. She has no idea what I had to gothrough, and even if she did, I doubt it would stop her. She waltzes in herelike she owns the place and makes a mockery of everything we do.”Hugo sighed. “We can’t just kick her out, Mei.”“We can,” Mei retorted. “It’s very easy. Watch, I’ll do it right now.”He stopped her before she could storm through the doors.

“I mean, there’s always a plea of not guilty by reason of insanity, but that’s

difficult to pull off—”

Mei nodded furiously. “That’s it. That’ll be my defense. I’m so insane that

I didn’t know what I was doing when I put arsenic in her tea.”

Wallace shrugged. “It’s not like I can testify against you showing

premeditation.”

“Not helping,” Hugo said.

Probably not, but it wasn’t like he thought Mei would actually murder

someone. Or so he hoped. “What’s wrong with that woman? Who is she?

What did she do besides have a terrible name?”

“She calls herself a medium,” Mei spat. “A psychic. And she has a crush

on Hugo.”

Hugo sighed. “She does not.”

“Right,” Nelson said. “Because most people put their boobs up on the

counter like she does. Perfectly natural.”

“She’s harmless,” Hugo said, like he was trying to convince Wallace.

“She comes in here every few months and tries to run a séance. But nothing

ever happens and so she leaves. It’s never for very long, and it doesn’t hurt

anyone.”

“Are you hearing yourself?” Mei exclaimed.

Wallace was still stuck on the word crush. It made him bristle more than

he expected. “I thought you were gay.”

Hugo blinked. “I … am?”

“Then why does she flirt with you?”

“I … don’t know?”

“Because she’s awful,” Mei said. “Literally the worst person in

existence.” She began to pace. “She gives people like me a bad name. She

cons others out of money, telling them she’ll help them communicate with

their loved ones. It’s messed up. All she does is give them false hope, telling

them what they think they want to hear. She has no idea what I had to go

through, and even if she did, I doubt it would stop her. She waltzes in here

like she owns the place and makes a mockery of everything we do.”

Hugo sighed. “We can’t just kick her out, Mei.”

“We can,” Mei retorted. “It’s very easy. Watch, I’ll do it right now.”

He stopped her before she could storm through the doors.

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