Hear No (Hidden Evil, #1) Read Free

voice.
    “Understood. What else?”
    “Did you know my toes are too big?”
    “No.”
    She pushed off one sandal to show him perfectly proportioned feet and studied them critically.
    “He said they were big.”
    “Boyfriend?”
    “Ex.” Her sorrow was clear. “I just wanted him to be happy. Why are humans not happy like angels, Nate?”
    “Because they have to deal with people who think their toes are too big,” he replied drily.
    She sighed.
    “You want my relationship advice? Don’t try to make him happy,” Nathan replied. “Be yourself. If that’s not good enough for him then find someone else.”
    Joey was staring at him from the car. The young spirit guide’s eyes slid to the girl in a look of such longing, Nathan rolled his eyes.
    “But he makes me feel the way sparkles do,” the ex-angel lamented.
    “You didn’t get in a fight about your toes. What made you break up?” Nathan asked.
    “I want kids, and he’s an Aquarius.”
    “Jesus Christ,” Nathan muttered. “This is sounding like every break-up I’ve ever had. I need those sparkles more than you.”
    She giggled once more.
    “Aquarius men are notorious for not wanting to settle down. But you knew that when you got into this relationship. So, if he won’t commit, he’s not for you. Got it?” Nathan waved at Joey. “Red bag.”
    Joey bent to reach into the car and withdrew the red bag, staring at it.
    “You’re a pizza delivery man?” he asked in disbelief.
    “I like pizza,” the woman said.
    “You gotta make an honest living somehow. It’s not like the Other Side pays us to do our job,” Nathan replied. “Bring it over. They’re too drunk inside to notice if a few pieces are missing.”
    Joey shook his head. Nathan assessed the new spirit guide had no problem with money, if his Rolex was any indication. After years of saving money, Nathan didn’t either, but he’d vowed never to let himself fall into the rut he spent a decade in when he first started. He held a steady job or two, moving on when he was ready to try something new.
    “Don’t you think she should try to talk to her … ex?” Joey asked.
    “No,” Nathan said. “Either he accepts her or he doesn’t. Kids are part of her dream, and Scorpios are the most stubborn sign and most emotional. She needs that deep, mutual level of commitment to feel comfortable.”
    “Yes,” the angel agreed. Her voice was still faint, and she kept looking at the rainbows with a sigh.
    “Maybe he’s just not ready,” Joey argued.
    Nathan pulled a pizza from the bag. He set the box on the sidewalk and motioned for Joey to join them. After a moment, the other spirit guide knelt near the pizza.
    The angel set down her snow globe and reached for the food.
    “Maybe he’s not supposed to date first gen angels either,” Nathan pointed out.
    Joey froze then looked away.
    “This is so hard,” the ex-angel said. “None of this is in the manual.”
    “There’s no manual that teaches you to be human,” Nathan said firmly. “I don’t care what they tell you the first time around.”
    “What manual?” Joey asked. “I’ve never seen one.”
    “Ten Commandments,” Nathan said. “They’re guidelines for the newly incarnated.”
    “Mushrooms.” The former angel giggled again, staring at her pizza. “They’re talking to me!”
    “Eat them before they start walking,” Nathan advised.
    The ex-angel stuffed half the piece of pizza in her mouth. Nathan laughed.
    “What the hell did you do to her?” Joey demanded.
    “LSD and glitter,” Nathan replied.
    “You drugged her?”
    “Yeah.”
    “How do you have a ninety-nine percent approval rating?”
    It’s negative ninety-nine. “I figure out what’s wrong and fix it. How I do it isn’t really important,” Nathan said with a shrug. “You okay, baby?” he asked the angel.
    Her cheeks bulging with pizza, she nodded.
    “So how do you fix this?” Joey asked.
    “I don’t. You do. You either make her happy or you walk