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to
this kind of thing.”
    He was laughing at her and at his
partner’s games. “Are you?” She asked, her lips pressed tightly
together.
    “ Am I what?”
    “ Are you open-minded when it
comes to this kind of
thing ?” She spat out the last four words
and leaned in toward both men, her hands flat on the desk. “Do you
have any idea how much nerve it took for me to even come here with
this?” Her voice started out low and got louder with each word, not
to mention shakier. “Do you have any idea how long I took today,
trying to convince myself that somebody in authority needs to know
and that they might just be interested in hearing that a murder is
going to take place? Do you think I enjoy knowing that someone is
going to die and I can’t do a thing about it except hope that you
assholes will listen?”
    She stood slowly as if it
took quite an effort and turned toward the door, grabbing the edge
of the desk to balance herself as she did so. But Brice gripped her
wrist with only enough force to ensure that she stayed put. He let
out a long, exasperated, sigh. “Ms. Nuckolls, Glynnis, right? I’m
very sorry. We both are, right Addison?” He kicked his partner’s
chair and Addison grunted. It might have been a yes on some planet. “We’ve all had a
tough day. If you have something to tell us that could prevent a
murder, then we need to hear it.”
    She looked at Detective Gearhart, and
saw more curiosity than doubt in his face. Maybe he would listen.
Glynnis sat down again and took in a couple of slow breaths. “I
didn’t mean to overreact. It’s a touchy subject with me.” She
turned to Paddix. “It’s a type of clairvoyance called precognition.
It’s been scientifically documented in multiple cases but it’s hard
to prove. Sometimes I dream things, and sometimes I just see what I
guess you’d call visions in my waking hours. Usually it’s the
dreams, and usually they don’t show me anything this
violent.”
    Addison wasn’t ready to swallow this
particular piece of cow dung just yet, but for the sake of
argument, and because Brice seemed to think she was genuine, he
allowed her a little slack. Never let it be said that Clearview’s
finest turned a deaf ear to those in need. “How do you know it
wasn’t just a dream? Maybe you saw this guy’s face somewhere and
ate a bad meatball sub that night or something.”
    “ Detective, I dreamed about
Mr. Danning’s murder twice before I ever met the man. Furthermore,
my clairvoyant dreams take on a different feel. I can tell what’s
just a dream and what isn’t.” She rubbed the sides of her head with
her fingers and breathed deeply with her eyes closed for a
moment.
    Brice touched her shoulder. “Are you
okay? Are you having some kind of vision right now?”
    “ Huh?” She looked up, her
fingers still pressed to her head. “What? No, just a headache.
Look, I usually dream any given dream three times before it
actually happens. There’s no certainty about that, but it works
that way most of the time. I don’t have any control over it. I
can’t look into the
future. It just happens.” Her voice cracked just a bit and Brice
handed her a tissue just in case.
    “ Why don’t you tell us what
you saw?” Paddix tried to be at least a bit contrite. “Then we’ll
do whatever we can,” which won’t be
much, he thought, but he listened
anyway.
    *****
    “ I’m pretty sure they didn’t
believe a word of it, Carl.” Glynnis unclipped the leash, feeling a
bit better after a quick walk with her dog, who was always thrilled
to see her come home. It was his habit to sniff her breath, her
clothes, and her purse to discover just what she’d been up to all
day. “I wouldn’t believe me either if I didn’t know better.” She
sat down in the recliner and pulled Carl into her lap, absently
tracing the ridge of fur on the back of his neck that took on the
shape of a curvy number nine. “At least I did what I could. They
promised to check on him. The