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down the hall. “Just go straight down the hall and it’s your first door on the left.”
    “Thanks,” I replied.
    Kipp led the way to the interview room, but he didn’t need to. The cop who waited outside the door told me I went in the right direction. His cute face held a world of suspicion and his deep brown eyes examined me.
    “I’m Detective Perez,” the Jersey-Boy cop said. “Are you Tess Jennings?”
    I nodded. “I am.”
    Eddie opened the door and I entered the typical police interrogation room with two-way mirror, steel table and plastic chairs. I only hoped Eddie would forget me after today, which I doubted would happen. He was a cop, after all—trained to never forget a face.
    He followed me in, closed the door behind him and looked at me with a stern gaze. “What information do you have on the incident with Kipp?”
    “Well…” The simple word marked the beginning of a one-sided conversation as Eddie sat and listened to me with an unreadable expression while I replayed the past events. “And that brings us to now.”
    Eddie’s brow furrowed. “Let me get this straight. Our comrade, Kipp McGowen, is a ghost—here with you now—and wants to talk with his partner, Zach, about a cold case they were working on?”
    Seemed so simple the way he said it, but it pleased me he understood. “You got it.”
    The furrow on his brow slowly lessened and amusement showed on his face before he burst out laughing. “Wait here. I’ll return in a minute.”
    The moment the door closed behind Eddie, I aimed a glare at Kipp. “I told you no one would believe me.” Not that I hadn’t expected to have the cops to laugh at me, but how the situation made me feel was far worse than even my imagination could have concocted.
    Kipp smiled in a reassuring way. His attempt did nothing to ease my irritation. “Just give Eddie time. He’s never come across anything like this before and probably thinks you’re crazy.” At my deepening glare, Kipp cleared his throat and added, “We’ll show them you aren’t.”
    The door suddenly opened, and to my utter horror, another cop joined the one I had the not-so-great pleasure of meeting. “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me!”
    “Have patience, Tess—we’ll show them,” Kipp said.
    As if I hadn’t already been patient enough! I huffed, watching the two cops take their seats at the table. The new man apparently dealt with the crazies, and I understood why. His warm chocolate eyes and kind smile were trusting.
    “My name is Max Phillips, Ms. Jennings. Eddie tells me Kipp is here with you.”
    I gave a tight nod, forcing myself to give the guy the benefit of the doubt since he hadn’t directly asked me the question, and held back my snappy retort. “Yes, that’s what I said to him.”
    Eddie laughed.
    Max hid his smile—not so well. “And Kipp has the answers to solve the disappearance of Hannah Reid.”
    These men and their stupid questions were going to end my life. My patience hung on by a thin thread. “No.”
    Max’s eyebrows rose. “No?”
    “Yes, I mean, no.” I threw my hand up, exasperated. “What I’m trying to tell you is he doesn’t have information on her disappearance, but on her murder.”
    “You do realize her body hasn’t been discovered?” Max asked.
    I shrugged. “The papers said as much, but Kipp hasn’t told me that himself.”
    Max cocked his head, studying me. “So what exactly has Kipp told you?”
    “He said he thinks whoever shot him is also the one responsible for killing Hannah.”
    Max frowned, leaned back in his chair and folded his arms over his chest. “Have you ever been institutionalized, Ms. Jennings?”
    My blood boiled. I gritted my teeth. “No. I. Have. Not.”
    Max didn’t appear swayed by my anger since his expression remained lax. “Do you have a history of mental illness in your family?”
    “No.”
    “So…” Max surveyed the room. “Kipp is here and telling you these things.”
    If he didn’t