Nikolai had used their services - it made sense that their number would still be in his phone! In a flash, she traced back to her studio and raised the phone in front of her face.
When the rain outside faded and the night cleared to match her change in mood, she reminded herself, Don't get too excited. Even if she could divine how to operate the phone, the telekinesis to work it would be complicated and tiring. Surely I can figure it out! In nineteen twenty-seven, telephoning had been difficult - today, it wasn't. Besides, a cell phone wasn't a totally alien object to her. She'd seen the brothers using theirs, pressing buttons without even glancing at them. And she'd read the reviews in the paper for all the newest products, learning about their features. She squinted at the screen. Yes, she knew enough to recognize a battery graphic. This one's was an angry red. Merde! No, no, don't lose power. Not yet! Manipulating small touches to dial wasn't easy, much less while being panicked. Brows drawn in concentration, she painstakingly "scrolled" until she reached the address book. Within it were business cards that looked like actual paper cards that had somehow been copied into the phone. Searching under W, she found: The House of Witches Est. 937 1st Class Curses, Hexes, Spells, and Potions We Won't Be Undersold! ph: (504) WIT-CHES [email protected] Member LBBB Swallowing, she selected the card and pressed the green "call" button. Mon Dieu, we're ringing! The phone made an ominous beep. Hold on, battery. Two rings. Was no one there? Ringing, ringing. It was long after five o'clock. Businesses probably closed even in the Lore. The red battery picture had begun flashing. Just as she was about to hang up to save the power, a woman answered in a creepy tone, "Hellooooo, Clarice." N