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Loveroy - A little confused for sure.
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Date Posted: Wednesday, January 25, 06:41:01pm
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Loveroy
's message, "Thank You My Dear, here it goes..." on Wednesday, December 14, 05:40:32pm
After reading the text message, Nikita Wirth walked leisurely towards the coffeehouse were she was to meet the obviously harried Sebastien. His brief but revealing communication clearly divulged that the jaunt to the Police Station had not gone as well as Nikita and he hoped it would. But the outcome was to be expected, after all the man’s request of the Authorities was for heroin - a quite daring and even stupid appeal.
Nikita’s long ponytail swung back and forth as she looked into stores, window-shopping for nothing in particular and eating-up time before she was to meet Sebastien. The pretty woman entered a store that sold incense and candles and stood by a rack of henna temporary tattoos thinking of her friends that she liked to call the ‘Tattooed Girls’ and wondering how they were faring in their new farmhouse in the Canadian/U.S. border. But a beautiful dark haired woman caught her attention and Nikita smiled back as the woman approached her.
Nikita spoke at the woman’s insistent deliberate stare, “Do we know each other?”
“Oh good, you can see me.” The woman said and smiled again.
Nikita looked around making sure that no one could see her seemingly speaking to herself and answered, “Oh yes, you are…”
The specter confessed, interrupting, “A spook, a ghost, an apparition, call me what you may but please listen to me.”
The blonde psychic lowered her voice and moved further into the busy store as she whispered, “Have you crossed over, is that what you need me to help you with?”
The woman laughed, “No, no, I have crossed and… well I don’t want to frighten you but we have walked together in previous lives.”
“I see.”
“Look, I can caution you or even counsel you, but I can’t stop what is going to happen from occurring and you shouldn’t try to stop it either – not that you have any more power to change things than I do.” The ghost said.
“Something terrible is going to happen?” Nikita asked the ghost.
“I am Simone Samuelle, it is complicated but maybe you’ll understand if I start from the beginning. In the calendar you live by I am not even dead yet, in fact my name is not even Samuelle, but it will be. Soon, I’ll meet and marry a wonderful man and will have a short lived marriage. You’ll meet him soon but you will not know you are meeting him. His name right now is Gilles Levac, he is a police detective in the Narcotic Squad and tonight you two will enter each others lives and you will both be changed forever.”
“Wait, if his name is Levac, who is Samuelle?” Nikita asked.
“You both, for different reasons, will be recruited into Section One, the most covert antiterrorist group on the Planet.” Simone said.
Nikita started to laugh and patrons turned to look at her, so she went to the store clerk and asked to use the bathroom and was quickly handed a key. She entered the one stall urinal after locking the door behind herself and sat on the commode listening to Simone who had followed her into the spacious room. Nikita thought this woman was insistent and perhaps mistaken, but if she was to doubt every apparition she ever encountered then she would not be as good a clairvoyant as everyone said she was.
Simone continued, “Gilles calls this thing that happens to us the inhabitants of the World, an ‘Invasion’. For life is a farce, a comedy full of sex, death, drugs and rock and roll… and they all invade our lives.”
Nikita repeated, “It’s an invasion – listen to Gilles Levac.”
At that point someone knocked on the bathroom door and Simone disappeared, Nikita was left with more questions than answers, but she had to move on. She washed her hands, left the bathroom to the impatient woman standing outside the door and bought a pack of Patchouli incense before leaving the store. Her steps were now hurried as she moved towards the coffeehouse and her meeting with Sebastien and perhaps even destiny.
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