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you snapped out of the vision. She was crying and waving her arms around.
I’ll look after her tonight. I’ve asked her to help me sort out those annoying
ghosts that want your help. It’ll take her mind off her own problems.”
    “Do
you think we should trying going into a vision again? I could come back when
I’ve dropped Frankie off.”
    “No.
Let her have a rest. You have a rest too. And leave that headset thingy here.
You know if you take it home then Jenny will go home with you too.” Pearl
looked towards something behind Grace. “The silly buggers are off again with
their complaining. They’re a whiny bunch. I’d better get back to them. Take
care.” She winked at Grace and then disappeared.
    Grace
carefully put the headset back in the box along with the folders. She placed
the box in the cleaning cupboard. She knew that Frankie never went anywhere
near the cleaning cupboard. He probably didn’t know it was there.
    Something
fluttered to the floor as she pushed the box towards the back of the cupboard. She
picked it up. It was a business card. It had Jenny’s name on it. It also had a
company website address on it. Hmm. Grace could do a bit of online
investigating later.
    Frankie
ran into the kitchen and flung a blue shirt at her. “Don’t forget the collar!”
He just as abruptly left the room.
    Grace
put the business card in her handbag. When had she turned into Cinderella?

 

 
    Chapter
8

 
    Grace
drove a nervous-looking Frankie to the restaurant a short while later.
    He
smoothed down his hair and said, “Do I look alright? Should I change my shirt?”
    Grace
pulled up outside the restaurant and smiled at her brother. “For the fiftieth
time, you look very handsome.” She looked towards the restaurant doors. “Shall
I come in with you and meet this living angel?”
    Frankie
released his seat belt. “No, you might scare her off. You’ll only stare at her
and then start asking her questions.”
    Grace
bristled. “I’d do nothing of the sort.”
    Frankie
reached for the door handle. “Wish me luck!”
    “Good
luck. Have a good time. You can tell me all about it later.”
    Frankie
gave her a wink. “If things go well I won’t be telling you everything! Thanks
for the lift! See ya!”
    Grace
watched him for a moment as he walked towards the restaurant door. He pulled
his shirt down and smoothed his hair again. What kind of woman had him so
flustered? She was tempted to park nearby and then casually walk past the
restaurant and peep in.
    No.
She’d leave him alone. She had a life of her own to live. Even if that life
meant dealing with a murdered ghost.
    Grace
brought her attentions back to Jenny Lorrimer as she drove home. She tried to
make sense of the vision. She made a mental note of what she needed to look for
online.
    As
soon as she arrived home she made herself a cup of tea and a toasted cheese
sandwich. She sat on the sofa and opened her laptop. Before Jenny began her
disappearing act, Grace had managed to get her full name and her date and place
of birth. Jenny had not been able to remember when she died, not even the year.
    Grace
started by typing in the name of Jenny’s company, she had the full website
address on the company card that she’d picked up.
    Nothing.
The page was no longer available. That made sense if Jenny was no longer around
to run it.
    Grace
typed in reviews for Jenny’s services. She found some that dated back to over
five years ago. Grace smiled as she read how impressed people had been with
Jenny’s services. It seemed that Jenny Lorrimer had been extremely organised
and she’d even spoken to people weeks after the event to see if there was
anything they would have liked Jenny to have done different. Grace couldn’t
find one bad comment about Jenny.
    Grace
zoomed in on some of the images that accompanied the reviews. There were some
of Jenny standing at the side of the person who had posted the review. Grace’s
heart twisted as she saw that Jenny was