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Ask the Oracle
ISBN # 978-0-85715-691-4
©Copyright JJ Black 2014
Cover Art by Posh Gosh ©Copyright April 2014
Edited by Jennifer Douglas
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Revelations
ASK THE ORACLE
JJ Black
When you absolutely have to know…
Grayson Muir is a know-it-all. No, seriously…he really does know it all. The strength of his
abilities has him rumoured to be the most powerful Oracle in the world. Gray couldn’t care
less. All his life, Gray has played by his own rules. Whether through his own private clients
or his work with the police, his only goal has been to use his gift to help as many people and
paras as he can. With abilities like Gray’s, he doesn’t have time for any distractions.
Unfortunately, that is exactly what he gets when Andreo Demos, a six-hundred-year-old
Lust Demon, pays him an unexpected visit. Dreo has been sent by the Demon Council with
an appeal for assistance. The Lord of the Underworld has been murdered, the Demon
kingdom has been thrown into chaos and Gray’s help is needed to identify the murderer.
Gray has his doubts. Demons don’t have the best reputations, after all. Still, despite his
reservations, there is something about Dreo that calls to him. Whether it’s his dark good
looks or the startling knowledge that Dreo believes they are destined mates, Gray can’t help
but agree to offer his assistance.
Unfortunately, their road to happiness isn’t destined to be an easy one. Between court
intrigue, their own unexpected mating and a murderer still on the loose, they are definitely
going to have their work cut out for them. What are the chances, they’ll get their happy
ending? Ask the Oracle.
For Joanna. Your endless enthusiasm and excitement never fail to inspire me. Thank you.
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Grayson Muir sat calmly at his desk, waiting for the interrogation to begin. With a
police detective present, it was never long before the questions and accusations started to fly.
There was always the initial disbelief. Thankfully, most got over it fairly quick, then the
grilling began.
“How long are you going to waste my time?” Hands fisted and jaw clenched, the man
sitting across the desk from him was definitely pissed off.
“Excuse me?”
“I don’t know what bullshit story you sold to my captain but it was enough for him to
order me down here. Personally, I don’t have time for this shit. I’ve got a missing five-year-
old girl to find and the clock is ticking. Every second I’m stuck here with you is another
second the bastard who took her has to hurt her. I promised her parents I would get her back
and I intend to keep that promise. Now,” he growled, pushing back from Gray’s desk, “if
you don’t mind, I’ve got real work to do.”
“I know where she is.”
The detective froze. “What?”
“The little girl—Maddie Thompson, right? I know where she is. I can help you.”
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” the detective scoffed. “You’re trying to tell me that you
know where Maddie Thompson is?”
“Yes, Detective. That is exactly what I’m telling you.” When the older man continued to
glare sceptically at him, Gray flashed him an understanding smile.
“What the fuck? Are you sure?” the detective barked, his round face flushed, his tone
edging in on belligerent.
Gray bit back a laugh. It was often one of the first questions asked, and always the
biggest waste of time. He was an Oracle, so of course he was sure. He understood why some
were hesitant to believe. He was about as far from the stereotypical image of an Oracle as
you could get. Public consensus still thought of Oracles as seventy-year-old, hunchbacked
old ladies who spent their days darning socks and drinking tea. For most, the idea that a
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twenty-five-year-old, six-foot tall, one-hundred-eighty-pound man could be a powerful
Oracle was laughable. Add to that his dark hair, emerald-green eyes and movie star good
looks, and it was hard to get anyone to take him seriously on their first meeting. Thankfully,
that opinion didn’t last long once they’d had a chance to watch him work. If the detective
had been one of his regulars, he would have known better, but since he was new, Gray
decided it was only fair to cut him some slack.
“Yes, Detective Branson,” Gray answered patiently. “I’m sure. You’ll find the girl in a
small white house just off Monroe Street. She’s safe at the moment. The men who took her
won’t be back for a few hours, so I recommend retrieving her soon.”
The detective continued to stare at him, brows furrowed, his lips pulled down into a
frown.
Gray sighed. There were always a few hard sells. “If you’ll give me a minute, I’ll write
down the address and a description of the kidnappers to aid your investigation.”
Detective Branson still looked hesitant, but finally gave a nod of approval. His glare
never wavered as Gray wrote down the information and handed it over. The detective
scanned the sheet before looking back to him, his eyes wide.
“How could you possibly know this?” Branson’s expression still held its hard edge, but
a hint of bewilderment had begun to creep in.
“I’m an Oracle, Detective. I usually know a lot more than I would like to.” Gray felt a
bit of pity for the man as he watched the detective’s eyes narrow in confusion. While there
were many people who looked to Oracles with a near god-like idolization, for some, the idea
of an
all-knowing
Oracle was too much to comprehend. Detective Branson was definitely one
of the latter.
Taking pity on the man, Gray stood. “You should get going, Detective. It will be better
for the girl if she is recovered while the men are gone. There is a small window of time. I
recommend you take advantage of it.” He came around the side of his desk and gestured to
the door.
Hesitantly, the detective rose from his seat and followed Gray’s lead. He was about to
step through the doorway when he switched gears and came to an abrupt stop. When he
turned back to face Gray, there was a question clearly written on his face.
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Gray smiled reassuringly. “She’ll be fine, Detective. At the moment, she’s scared but
undamaged. If you go to her now, you’ll have her back before any serious harm befalls her.”
It took a moment, but the detective’s expression finally cleared with the understanding
Gray’s words conveyed. Determination replaced his previous confusion.
“Thank you for your help, Mr Muir. I won’t pretend to understand how you know the
things you do, but at this point I have to take a chance and believe you. I just hope you’re
right. It’s time Maddie was back home with her family. I’ll send word on how everything
turns out.”
With his shoulders back and his head held high, Detective Branson looked like a man
ready to march into battle. The stern expression on the older man’s face didn’t fool Gray for a
minute, but he’d let the man keep his illusions. Long ago, Gray had made it a point of
practice to use his gift to evaluate all of the men and women he worked with. Some might
call it an invasion of privacy. Gray thought of it as plain old common sense. While his gift
could be a powerful tool for good, its lure for evil was just as strong. He had to be sure that
he could trust those he worked with, both on the police force and in the private sector. Based
on that evaluation, he knew the detective was one of the good guys. Despite his surly
personality, Gray had never met a man who cared more deeply for the people of their city
than Detective Dave Branson. Smiling softly, he offered the detective a hand, which the stern
man readily accepted.
“I’d appreciate that, Detective. If there’s anything else I can do to help with the
investigation, don’t hesitate to call. My assistant has already been informed that until this
case is officially closed, it is my top priority and that you are to be immediately connected to
my direct line.”
Gray was a firm believer in seeing things through till the end. With his police
consulting jobs, that philosophy was even more important. Cases involving children always
touched close to his heart. There was no way he could walk away until he was sure he had
done everything in his power to ensure the best possible ending.
Shock flashed across the detective’s face, but was gone just as fast. He responded with a
brisk nod and a grunt before he was out the door. Gray smiled. Making his way to out to the
lobby, Gray found his assistant, Sarah, organizing paperwork for what he assumed was his
next meeting. As an Oracle, his services were in constant demand. He had a waiting list six
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months long just to get a consultation, not to mention the freelance work he did for the