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    “I’d like to see her, get her out of here and then read up on
everything that’s happened in the house,” Tyler said. “They aren’t charging her,
are they?”
    “No, but they made the right call in asking her to come down
here,” Adam told him. “I’ll bring you over and introduce you.”
    “You know her? Or you just met her?”
    Harrison smiled. “I’ve made it my business for many years to
meet and greet politicians and those in law enforcement and, thankfully, many
remain grateful for help they’ve received. I was here when the house hosted a
dinner for up-and-coming men and women in the city, sponsored by municipal
leaders. Ms. Leigh was very charming and of great assistance in arranging the
evening. I think you’ll find that she can tell you more than you’ll read in most
history books. So, we’re not best friends, but yes, I know her.”
    The door to the observation room opened just then, and a
middle-aged man with fine, intelligent eyes and a bloodhound’s weary jowls
walked in. Tyler had already met him; he was Detective Jenson, assigned to the
“suspicious” death.
    “All the paperwork for the evening is complete. Ms. Leigh may
leave whenever you’re ready. Agent Montague, you wanted to go to the house
tonight?” Jenson asked.
    Tyler nodded. “I’d like to get in while the evidence is still
fresh.”
    Whatever Jenson thought of the “special” FBI unit that had been
brought in, he didn’t let his feelings show. “The crime scene people have just
finished up,” he said. “They’ve been in there for about six hours collecting
everything they can, but, of course, the house is a tourist location so they
have hundreds if not thousands of prints. I’ll get you Ms. Leigh’s key to the
house and the code to bypass the security system,” he told Tyler. “And, needless
to say, we’d appreciate it if you shared any findings with us immediately.”
    “I can’t find anything without the help of the police,” Tyler
said, “so, yes, of course.”
    Judging by his quick smile, Jenson seemed to like that. “You’re
free to speak with Ms. Leigh.” He glanced at Adam. “And get her home.”
    Adam thanked him. They left the observation area and entered
the interrogation room.
    Allison Leigh sat up stiffly, regarding Tyler with narrowed
eyes that gentled as she looked at Adam Harrison.
    The man just had a way about him.
    “Allison, I’d like you to meet Agent Tyler Montague. He’s here
to investigate the situation—and the Tarleton-Dandridge House,” Adam said.
    Allison Leigh gave Tyler a long cool assessment. “The house? ” she asked skeptically. “The house caused Julian to slit his throat on his
bayonet?”
    “There’ve been a number of incidents at the house, Ms. Leigh,”
Tyler said.
    Allison turned to Adam. “He believes he can arrest the ghost of
a Revolutionary soldier?”
    Tyler answered. “No, Ms. Leigh. But the number of strange
occurrences at the house, especially in recent years, suggest that someone who’s
alive and well is playing deadly pranks. Actually, we’re here to see you home if
you’d like.”
    She frowned, and Tyler thought her hostility toward him had
relaxed somewhat. “You’re not going to ask me to go through everything that
happened again?”
    He shook his head. “I’d rather you went through the house with
me. If you’re up to it, that is. Otherwise, we’ll take you home, as I said.”
    She stared at him, then blinked. He could see her mind working,
and it was fascinating to watch the emotions that flashed through her beautiful
if red-rimmed eyes. She’d been up for hours; she’d just lost a colleague,
possibly a friend. She’d been in the interrogation room forever. She wanted a
drink or simply to collapse for a while and forget the horror she’d
witnessed.
    But he also knew that she understood why he needed to see the
house now, as quickly after the event as possible. She didn’t want to go back and see where her friend