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"You can’t ignore

But then she felt him He had set his hands on her shoulders

She spun around and stared at hi about clearing my name," he said very softly

"No?" she whispered

"No I’ the lives of all the other wo to murder"

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F iles and notes were spread out before Jed when the phone rang He picked it up and said, "Hello?"

"Jed? Jed Braden?"

He didn’t recognize the female voice on the other end of the line

"Yes, this is he"

For a moment there was silence He kept his nuot calls from nuts Was this one? "Who is this?"

"Katherine"

"Katherine…?"

"Katherine Kidd"

"Of course," he said, wondering why he hadn’t realized who it was as soon as she said her first name "Hello How are you?"

"Fine I wanted to kno are you couess you knoent to visit your father I no longer believe your brother was guilty But I’h I believe I knoho the killer wasn’t, I’ll be damned if I have any idea who it is"

"Thank you for that It means a lot" She hesitated "Would you have coffee with ht You don’t think it would be such a great idea to get personally involved with a client I’o on a date," she told hiht be able to help"

"Where should Ion inside the house The old lace Victorian curtains hid pretty ure as she one inside when he had the chance Too late Now all he could do atch But he loved to watch He alatched first Half the pleasure was always in the anticipation And talking and sharing, of course

But tonight there was no chance to talk, so he settled for watching her as she h the old house

She was so pretty Just his type Tall, with that rich, red long hair And those eyes…But since he couldn’t see any of those details tonight, a lot had to be left to his iination What he could see, even with the curtains in the as the elegance of her ony, seize hiedly slicing pain shot through hiony

He should go home, he told hi

He cal hi that he could make history repeat itself…

That was even better

Christina sat on the floor in the middle of the parlor, a box in front of her, and looked around warily Beau Kidd was nowhere in sight She hadn’t seen him since he’d followed her into the kitchen Of course, even when he was gone, she couldn’t stop doubting her own sanity

She dug into the box in front of her, glad that Gran had never thrown anything away The box was full of newspaper clippings, including the entire local paper frorandfather’s funeral She took a ht on the front page Unfortunately, her grandfather’s article had been shortened torecap about the just-identified Interstate Killer She read through it carefully, searching for clues

Each girl had been on her way to or from her car when she disappeared All the cars had been found abandoned in the sa lot where the victim had left it Other than that and the fact that all the wo, attractive and red-haired, there were no clues at all

She set the paper down and sighed No wonder everyone had been so willing to believe that Beau Kidd had been the ht, but it was more than they had to incri a dead end, she decided to go through soanize Ale article from the Miami paper about a treasure ship One of the divers who’d found it was a friend of hers, Genevieve Wallace She re andcalled Harrison Investigations, a fir in paranormal research Nohy hadn’t she re-rooot online, she began to search for Harrison Investigations Their Web site certainlyless than real live ghostbusters

She clicked on the Contact Us link, then hesitated and instead picked up her cell phone, went through her contacts and called Genevieve