“Jessica, the day he died Jacob had an appointment to see me. He’d called a few days before and said there were some changes to his will and to th... trust set up for you. Any idea what he wanted to discuss with me?”Kate just shook her head, even though she was pretty sure she knew the answer. She wondered how Jacob would have changed things since his only heir and probably dearest friend had died.“Well never mind, guess we’ll never know although it may have been Jacob had discovered another way. I was also attached and idealistic and didn't really appreciate that later in life these things don't always happen.I had a place in town, Pete didn't. He'd taken her to the pub in the afternoon. After a few drinks they were both in the mood but with nowhere to go. They popped round on the pretence of seeing me. The pretence didn't last long. After a couple of minutes, she popped to the bathroom and Pete asked me to make myself scarce. "Just go and watch TV in the other room for a bit. . follow me."The voice is dark, sweet but grim, as he turns, as if it were a ghost, to the left, walking to what appears to be a large closet. I'm about to answer her, asking "But the Silver Door, isn't this place?" when she opens the closet, revealing a huge glittering mirror. The glass does not reflect images, but a strange mass of colored reflections. Surely there is some optical trick, and I go over to check."So Eric are you ready to prove that you are a real man? This Magic Door will take. The shiver increased when he kissed her ear. "I love your ears. They're perfect, translucent in places, and the whirls are so intricately rendered I want to trace each twist and turn with my tongue."She breathed deeply. Her lust had turned liquid. If he didn't stop his ghostly assault, she'd need to change panties before she left the room to meet with the N.O.P.D. again before her return flight to Phoenix. On the other hand, if he actually left her alone, she'd be more than disappointed."I can.