Page 212 of Oracle Returns: Time will Stop

Her sister-in-law shrugged.

“Nada,” Tori said. “She’s not here. In fact, no one is here. There’s not a ghost having a tea party, playing cricket, or humping in the corner.”

Both cops stared at Tori like she’d lost her damn mind to say that.

So, she apologized.

“Sorry, I miss Trey, and I actually miss the dead being inappropriate.”

Bishop lifted a brow.

“Do they actually hump in the corner?” she asked, curiously.

Julian just laughed.

“Yeah, like the nasty ghosts they are. You’d be shocked what we see.”

Well, in that case, the two cops were glad they weren’t seeing them.

“I don’t like that it’s a dead zone. It’s like this thing is Hoovering them up like they’re crumbs on a carpet,” Tori admitted. “I’m glad our dead are safe,” she added. “I don’t like how this feels.”

Yeah, well, none of this felt good to any of them. Now, though, they had a bigger problem.

They had a dead body and no idea that it was going to happen.

Cops didn’t like to be surprised.

“See if the door is unlocked,” Honor said. “It looks as if we have a repeat performance of that one death. Celest Harrow hung herself too.”

That she did.

If this killer was recycling deaths, it was about to be a LONG weekend for them.

And the FBI.

Because their boss was absolutely making that call.

At the door, Bishop found it unlocked, and she pulled her gun to go in and clear the place. Tori was right behind her, wanting to see if she picked up some sort of spirit.

As they left, Julian kept his voice down.

“How are you going to call this one in?” he asked. “Your boss is NOT believing you happened to show up here with us out of sheer coincidence.”

Oh, she was aware.

Honor knew there would be questions, and since she already lied and said it was a well-check call, that was what it was going to have to be.

When lying to your boss, KISS.

Keep.

It.

Simple.

Stupid.

So, here went everything.