Cora wakes-up early and stare up at the ceiling in her hotel room. She couldn’t believe she was in New York. She went to the address that Katie gave her and met a charming young woman. She found out that the young woman happened to be Rachel’s roommate and that she had
just recently heard from her. According to the information she received, Rachel was due back later today.

She gets out of bed and starts getting dressed. The hotel room she was staying in was at a nice moderate hotel that Katie recommends. It had a continental breakfast, which she was going to go down and try out.

Cora heads down to the room where the continental breakfast was set up. There were already several people in the room listening to the local news. The breakfast was set up buffet style and there was a chef in there to make omelets, waffles, or pancakes for people.

She picks a plate up and takes a few muffins and some fruit. Since she normally doesn’t have breakfast in the morning, Cora looks at the chef “can you fix me a waffle, please?”

“Yes ma’am.” Ted liked the exotic looks of the customer standing before him.

She had beautiful Native American features. He has never seen a pure Native American woman before. He could sense that there was something special about her.

A smile appears on Cora’s face as she watches the chef make her waffle. She notices how he looks at her. She wonders what he is thinking as he finishes making her waffle.

“Here we go. One freshly made waffle.” Ted lifts the waffle off the waffle iron and places it on her waiting plate.

“Thank you, chef.”

“Boyd, Chef Boyd.” He smiles at Cora.

“Well, thank you, Chef Boyd.” Cora returns his smile as she turns and walks away.

Chef Boyd watches as the young woman walks away. He liked how her cute little butt moved. He wonders who she is and what she did.

Cora walks over to an empty table and sits down. She could see Chef Boyd and noticed he had watched her. She wonders if he wouldn’t mind showing her around the city.

She eats her breakfast and when she is ready to leave, she walks over to Chef Boyd and waits while he finishes up cooking an omelet for a guest. When he is done, she walks up to him and pulls one of her cards out “I’m going to be in town for a while. If you’re not busy, give me a call.” She hands him the card.

Chef Boyd smiles at her, as he accepts the black business card. He glances at it and notices it has a fox head in the middle of it with her contact information on it. He notices she was a Private Investigator from Utah.

“I’ll do that, Mrs. Black.” He was going to call her.

“Good.” A smile appears on her face, as she walks away.

Mrs. Stone won’t be in until later in the afternoon. She might as well, check out the place the spirits want her to check out. She pulls out a paper map back in her hotel room and lays it on the bed. She takes a crystal attached to a piece of leather and holds it over the map.

Cora channels her energy through the leather and down to the crystal. She concentrates on what she was looking for and watches as the crystal starts to swing back and forth on its own. It spins around until it drops on the map.

Cora looks at the spot where the crystal drops. “So, that’s where I’m supposed to go. I wonder what is there, that is so important?”

She pulls her notepad out and writes down the streets. Once she gets in the area, the spirits will let her know where to go from there. She grabs her leather bag and heads down to the parking lot to her rental car. She inputs the street's name into Goggle maps and follows the directions.

She wonders what piece has been removed and from what tribe did it get removed. After thirty minutes of driving, she arrives where the crystal told her to go. She feels the spirits wanted her to turn right onto Cherry Blossom Road. The houses in the neighborhood she was driving through, looked to be owned by people with money.

She continues down the road until she comes to a huge mansion with a wrought iron fence going around it. She could feel that the spirits wanted her to head towards the house. She pulls up to the gate and presses the intercom on the small box.

“What can I do for you?” Harris Davis looks at the monitor and notices there was a young Native American lady at the front gate.

“Hi, my name is Cora Black and I would like to talk to the owner of this resident about some antique Native American artifacts.” Cora hopes
she can pass herself off as being a seller.

“I’m sorry, but I think you have the wrong residents.” Mr. Davis had no idea who this person was.

“That’s kind of strange, considering Mr. Hussle said you would be interested in buying some of the items I have for sale.” Cora hopes the person she was talking too, didn’t know Alec Hussle has been arrested.

“You said that Alec Hussle gave you my name?”

“Yes.” Cora crosses her fingers.

Harris presses the gate button to let the person in. He wonders what she had to offer. He hasn’t heard from Alec in a while.

A smile appears on Cora’s face as she follows the driveway up to the mansion. As she got closer, she notices how big the place was. She didn’t know much about buildings, but the place looked fairly new.

She parks her rental and walks up to the front door. Just as she is about to knock on the door, it opens. Standing on the other side is a middle-aged man, dressed as a butler.

“Mr. Davis is waiting for you in the den. If you’ll follow me, please.”

“Okay.”

The butler escorts Cora further into the mansion. As Cora walks through the place, she notices how expensive it has been decorated. As she walks into the den, she notices one side of the open space that allowed plenty of natural light to filter in.

Mr. Davis turns around when Cora and his butler Ralph walk into the room. He notices that Cora was Native American. That interest him because most Native Americans didn’t approve of their antiques and relics being sold.

Once Ralph has left, Mr. Davis looks at Cora “now, let’s cut through the small talk and get down to what you have to offer.”

“Very well.” Cora could feel the energies of the antiques and artifacts that were stolen.