Page 183 of Oracle Returns: Time will Stop

Bishop told him.

“Us, and Bodhi, since we had to get a full autopsy done instead of the quick one that he originally did. Then you, so far. We’ll have to update Tori and Julian, since we’re the ones actively working this.”

Hart agreed there.

“Is anyone thinking that maybe, this man killed Wynter and slipped it into the mess to hide it?” he asked. “Because that’s where my head goes.”

Yeah, you could tell this man had been a cop, and a decent one. Despite knowing that this was all about a psychic, you still had to eliminate EVERYTHING.

Bishop was honest.

“We both went there in our heads.”

He could see why.

“I mean, weirder things have happened,” he admitted. “She could have threatened his job, and he panicked. I’ll be able to tell if you ask him if he killed her.”

That was the plan.

Now that they were all on the same page, it was time to confront the doctor.

For Ridge and Wynter.

“Let’s get this done. Then, we have to update Tori and Julian. I know they’re out retracing Wynter’s steps, and then we’re going to keep this to ourselves, right, Fam?” Honor asked. “For Ridge.”

They all agreed to that.

As for the rest of this case, for Honor, this was all wild and so far out of her comfort zone.

Here she was, updating the PIs when she shouldn’t have to do that. Then again, she wasn’t catching a psychic killer who was getting people to hang themselves without help.

It was a lose-lose for her.

Like lose her badge if one more person turned up dead and her boss found out that they were using the Littlemoons.

There was no doubt that their boss would want the FBI called in. He’d been threatening it since Lonnie Jackson was found dead, and they didn’t have any other suspects.

The clock was ticking for her and Bishop.

“Let’s see what the asshole has to say for himself,” Bishop said, cracking her knuckles.

Oh, someone was angry, and honestly, it was definitely appropriate.

The doctor had violated at least one patient by crossing a line.

Heading inside, they found the man sitting behind his assistant’s desk. It was clear that he hadn’t had Romy Calder come in to help out.

Which was good.

Because Bishop was going to go hard on this one and didn’t need a witness. By hard, she might just put her boot in the man’s ass for having an affair with a married woman who was ALSO HIS PATIENT.

When he stood, he held out his hand to the police, and the other person with them.

Oh, Hart shook it, but mostly to lock in on the man’s energy. While being a lie detector, he could get even more accuracy by sensing the energy as he read his aura.

Now that the introductions were done…

“Thank you for seeing us,” Bishop said. “I’m Detective Bishop Monroe, and you remember meeting with my partner, Detective Honor Littlemoon. Well, this is Everhart Rose. He’s working with us on this case.”