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movie.”
    “Actually,” Taylor said, “Helena is one of a kind. Most ghosts have limited communication skills. They are mostly emotionally charged.”
    “You see ghosts?” Neely Kate asked.
    “Obviously, she does,” Rose said, “unless you two are havin’ a shared delusion.”
    Taylor waved a hand to stop the argument that was inevitably coming. “There’s no delusion. Helena is real. Apparently Neely Kate can see her. And while all of that is interesting, we have a bigger problem.”
    Taylor looked at Helena. “Did you find out anything at the police station?”
    Helena nodded. “That girl with the purple hair was in there. She had a knot on her head. She told that rude detective that after those two left, she went to lock the front door and someone shoved it open and knocked her on the head. She didn’t get a good look at him and doesn’t know what happened until she came to early this morning, found Madame Serafine dead in her reading room, and called the police.”
    Neely Kate translated what Helena said for Rose and then grabbed her friend. “You said she’d be robbed. That must be what happened!”  
    Taylor turned to Rose, confused. “Why would you say that?”
    “I have these visions sometimes,” Rose said, her voice practically apologetic. “It’s a family sort of thing. I don’t know when they’ll come and I can’t control blurting out what I see.” She sighed. “It puts me in more messes than I’d like.”
    “I understand,” Taylor said. “I come from a family with…uh, unique abilities as well.”
    “Really?” Rose perked up a bit.
    “Yeah. Maybe when all this is over, we’ll sit and talk about it.”
    “But in the meantime,” Neely Kate said, “we need to know what was stolen from Madame Serafine’s shop. That could lead us to the bad guy, right?”
    “How are we supposed to find that out?” Rose asked. “I’m sure the shop is a crime scene, and that Detective Savoy isn’t gonna tell us a thing.”
    “There is a way,” Taylor said and looked at Helena. “Detective Savoy had a case file in the interrogation room. Find out what’s in that file.”
    “I don’t want to go back in there,” Helena whined. “It’s depressing and it stinks. Plus that detective is a douche bag.”
    Neely Kate laughed and Rose shot her a questioning glance.
    “Yes,” Taylor agreed. “A douche bag who wants to send one of us to prison. If it’s me, you’re out of a place to live.”
    “All right,” Helena grumbled. “But could you at least stand closer to the building? All this exercise is killing me.”
    Taylor scanned the alley, taking in a large clump of cypress trees located diagonally across from the back of the police station. “We’ll wait for you there,” she said, and pointed.
    Helena headed off for the police station, and Taylor, Rose, and Neely Kate made their way over to the bunch of trees, slipping behind them where they had a peek of the back of the police station but couldn’t be easily seen by anyone exiting that way or looking out a window.
    “That is so amazin’,” Neely Kate said. “Helena can do all kinds of things you can’t do for yourself. You must be an awesome detective with her as a secret weapon.”
    “I do all right,” Taylor said. It would take a month to explain all the trouble Helena caused while attempting her version of help. And that wouldn’t even scratch the surface of the trouble she caused when she wanted something to eat.
    Neely Kate looked at Rose. “When we get home, I’m gonna find me a ghost like Helena. Just think, Rose. We could start our own detective agency and the ghost could do all the work.”
    Rose glanced at Taylor. “I’m going to guess that’s not exactly how it works.”
    “Still,” Neely Kate said, her enthusiasm not the least bit waned, “it’s a great plan. Even if we had to do some of the work. We already know how, but a ghost would give us a leg up that no one else has…well, except Taylor, but