The echo of the dial tone from her call with Jackson still ringing in her ears, Kate knew immediately what she had to do. Grabbing for the phone again, she quickly punched in a number she knew by memory…. “Hello, Madame Penny’s House of Intuition—” “Penny,” Kate said breathlessly, “I need to talk to you.” “Sure.” “But not on the phone,” Kate insisted. “I need to talk to you in person.” “This sounds serious.” “It is,” Kate stumbled. “Well. I mean, it’s not like an emergency or anything. At least, I don’t think so—” “Kate, what’s going on?” “Can I come by the shop? Are you available at all today?”…