Page 209 of Oracle Returns: Time will Stop

Yeah…

That was going to be something only Honor could answer for them.

When they all looked at her, Honor made this strangled sound like it pained her to answer them. It was somewhere between torture and someone twisting her arm.

“Pretty please?” Tori asked.

She laughed, and it wasn’t a funny kind of a ha-ha.

It was one step from someone losing their mind.

“Why the fuck not? I mean, it’s clear we’ve lost total control of this case. What’s a ride along with my brother and sister-in-law to a crime scene where a psychic is killing people, and the only way to stop it is to bring in more psychics?”

Julian laughed.

And laughed.

And laughed.

Why?

“When you say it that way, it sounds bad,” he stated.

She stared at him like he’d lost his goddamn mind on this one because that had to be the only explanation.

“Julian! It is bad! All of it is horrible! None of that was good. NOT. ONE. BIT!”

Well, it wasn’t bad for them. This was normal to them.

For her…

Yeah, this had to suck.

Chapter Sixteen

The Next Crime Scene

Saturday

Almost Noon

In a way, they were lucky because they weren’t catching bodies left and right. That was always a plus when it came to chasing a killer. That little bit of breathing room might just keep them from losing their minds.

For them, it absolutely could be worse, and while there was a reason to celebrate, this was still anything but good.

Both Bishop and Honor knew that this was going to be a touch-and-go situation.

As in their boss might want to touch this and make it go to the FBI to be investigated. That was the last thing they needed. How the hell were they going to explain that to any Feds that tried to pick this up and run with it?

Psychics?

Missing ghosts?

Dead depressed women?

Just with that alone, it sounded like some crazy plot from a novel, and not real life.

For their sanity, and their jobs’ sakes, they needed to keep this under control.