care about making me feel stupid, I’d simply have to return the lack of curiosity. “No.”
Max glanced at me with an equivocal expression. “No?”
“He’s not…” I waved my hand around the room. “Everywhere you looked.” I pointed to the chair next to me. “He’s sitting right there.”
Loud laughter soared through the bland white room and their blatant amusement happened to snap the last string holding my control together. It was one thing to have them chuckle, another thing to see them smirk, but outright laughed at? Oh no, my limit had been reached and anger burned wicked in my body.
“Listen here,” I shouted, which caused both men to shut their traps. “Do you think I came here because I’m in the mood to look like a fool? Well, I didn’t.” I pointed to the ghost next to me. “Kipp will not leave me alone and I won’t even subject you to what he put me through to get me to help him. The only reason I’m here is because Kipp asked me to pass along a message. So either get on with your questions and ask me something important or I’m outta here.”
Wide surprised eyes gawked back at me. Both Eddie’s and Max’s mouths gaped open.
Kipp merely grinned from ear to ear. “Not only beautiful, but you’ve got some zest to you too.”
Before I determined if his statement flattered or annoyed me, the door flew open and Kipp stood. “Zach.”
“Thank the Lord Almighty.” I sighed. “Zach has finally arrived. Now this horrible day can end and I’ll put this memory into the vault, never to revisit again.”
Max blinked before he glanced at Zach. “Do you know her?”
“I haven’t a clue who she is.” Zach’s gaze zeroed in on me. “How do you know who I am?”
What a bunch of idiots! “Well, maybe because Kipp just said your name when you walked into the room.”
Silence and blank stares were the only reply I received. I could’ve counted thirty Mississippis before anyone moved, blinked or did anything to show they were still alive.
Zach blinked, stepped further into the room and approached the table. “Leave her with me for now so we can have a little chat.”
Max and Eddie didn’t argue and left the room.
I gulped, watching Zach making his way around the table. If bodybuilders were my thing, then he’d be something to look at. His dark eyes showed a resolve that could, and did, shake me in my boots. The tight line of his lips declared he wasn’t the type of guy you pissed off and lived to tell about it.
He grabbed a chair across from me, spun it around and straddled the seat. “Now tell me what you told them.”
I shrieked in frustration and dropped my face into my palms. “If I have to say this one more time, I’m seriously going to lose my mind.” Kipp laughed and I raised my head to glare at him. “It’s not funny.”
He nodded. “Yeah, it kinda is.”
“I didn’t laugh,” Zach said.
The continued insinuations I was slow or somehow mentally instable was irritation in its top form. “I know you didn’t laugh.” I pointed at Kipp. “He did.”
Zach’s gaze followed my finger. He looked around the room a couple times. “And the he you’re talking about is Kipp?”
I huffed. “No, I’m talking about Casper the Ghost.”
Zach sat straighter in his chair and laced his hands behind his head. “Your story is that Kipp, who is a ghost, has come to you and said he knows how to solve the Reid cold case.”
“Precisely. Do you believe me or not? Because if you don’t, I’d like to go home.”
“You won’t be going home,” Zach retorted. “As to the matter of whether I believe you? That remains to be seen. The only way to discover if you’re being truthful is to ask you a few questions.”
“Get on with it then, I’d very much like the show to end.”
Zach lowered his hands, placed them on the table and stared at me intently. “So Kipp is here with you now?”
I smacked my forehead. “Oh my fucking God.”
“Okay, okay, I’m