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"Thanks I like being a Ranger I’ a fed"

"It’s a s you ht want to keep in mind, such as the fact that federal services have jurisdiction everywhere In our case, of course, here we’re invited in, except e’re talking about criminals and situations that cross state lines That’s always our jurisdiction Crossing state lines is soh It’s as if they know they can thro enforcement into confusion and break chains of evidence when they do, and that’s one reason the FBI is so important Of course, your superiors know about this offer, and although they’d be sorry to lose you, they understand the unique possibilities of the position I’an shook his head "Thank you No You’ve got a serial killer on your hands Or--since one way or another, I’ll get involved--we’ve got a serial killer on our hands We’ll dig in, too, ith the FBI But I think I’ll stay right where I ae"

Crow nodded "As I’ve been saying, it is your choice But there’s so different about this case that does require an extra ability to see"

"See what?"

"Beneath the obvious"

"And what’s that?"

"Chelsea Martin called a friend just before she disappeared," Jackson Crow said

"Frohost She thought it had to be the ghost of a Texas hero He was trying to urge her to get away"

"You’ve lost me"

"She phoned Nancy McCall, a friend in New York, when she reached the Ala her that a reenactor was playing a ga that the ‘perfor she leave the Alao and hide somewhere At the end of the conversation, Chelsea seehtened, and said this ghost or whatever he was had just disappeared"

"And then?"

"Nothing The line went dead Her phone was never used again, and it was never found--and I’ve shown you as left of Chelsea Martin"

Chapter Two

The Longhorn had been built at a ti curving bar, a piano and a large space for ga tables Near the front entry, which ca doors, a staircase led to the balcony above and to the rooms on the second floor When Kelsey sped into the main saloon area fro down the stairs as if he were being chased by every de ood six foot two--and he earing an expression of sheer horror

He had to be the "big ol’ rodeo cowboy" Sandy had told her about

As Kelsey ran to the foot of the stairs to discover the cause of his terror, he nearly knocked her over in his haste to reach the door

"Sir! What is it? What’s happened?"

Luckily, it seehorn were already out or still asleep, and that the staff was either busy or not at work yet No one else had appeared at the sound of the screams

"Let me out of here! Let me out of here now!" he yelled He seeoing to mow her down or pick her up bodily to toss her out of the way

She hadn’t realized that Sandy had come behind her until she heard her speak "Mr Si?" she asked

Siedly handsome look of a modern-day cowboy, and Kelsey assuht have been ready to brave thehand "Blood…blood…blood Oh, God, blood everywhere, all over the room!" he said "Let me out For the love of God, let me out of here!"

Kelsey arched a brow at Sandy and placed a hand on Siht Sandy will help you," she said

Sandy looked back at Kelsey, her eyes filled with a silent plea See? I’ve been trying to tell you It’s happening again, and it’s getting worse and worse Do so!

Kelsey stepped past Mr Siazing down over the rail of the landing Sandy held her guest by the ar hi