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“Probably because she raced out of there after the bookshelf fell over. I guess Heather had asked her for a drink of water, and when Ginny left to get it for her, the bookshelf fell. She’s pretty upset.”

“Yeah, well, Heather was upset too. Imagine minding your own business, reading some magazines, and you almost get killed when a bookshelf falls over. Ginny’s just covering her butt since Heather hurt her ankle. She’s probably afraid Heather might sue.”

“Heather hurt her ankle?”

Brian shrugged. “She thought she sprained it, but I’m sure it’s okay. But still, Ginny didn’t know that.”

“When did Heather get interested in vintage magazines?” Joe asked.

“Heather’s interested in lots of different things.”

Walking to her car in the police station parking lot, Heather debated going straight home or stopping over at Chris’s house. Now that she had calmed down after almost being squished under a bookshelf, she felt she could discuss the matter with Chris. Or perhaps she would see if Walt and Danielle had gotten home yet. At least with them, she could mention speaking to Brian about the incident. While Chris understood Brian knew about ghosts, she didn’t feel he would understand her relationship with Brian. As she reached her car, she asked herself, What is my relationship with Brian?

While trying to answer the question, she dug around in her purse, looking for her car keys. Just as she found them, a voice said, “You could have been killed.”

Heather turned to the voice and looked into the gray eyes of a scraggly-looking young man wearing worn jeans and a faded blue T-shirt.

“Excuse me?” Heather asked.

“If you found what I think you did in the mountains, it belongs to Caitlin,” he said.

“You know about Caitlin?” Heather asked.

“I know she wouldn’t be happy with you snooping around. Looking into things that are none of your business. Whatever you found, you can’t have it. It’s not right,” he said. “It doesn’t belong to you.”

“Who are you?” Heather asked.

“I’m a friend who doesn’t want to see anyone hurt.” He turned and hurried away.

Heather watched him leave and noted the car he got into before he drove away. Shaken, she unlocked her car door, got into the vehicle, and locked the door. After shoving the key in the ignition, she pulled out her cellphone and dialed Brian.

“That was quick,” Brian said when he answered the call. “You’re not home yet, are you?”

“No. I’m still in the parking lot. I just had the strangest encounter.” She told him about the young man who had approached her, describing him and his vehicle.

“That sounds like Cory Jones,” Brian said.

“Why does that name sound familiar?” Heather asked.

“We were talking about him the other night. He lives next door to Ginny and was friends with Caitlin. Cory’s the one who found the body.”

“The way he talks, I wonder if he’s like me,” Heather asked.

“He is a little odd,” Brian said.

“I didn’t mean like me in that way,” she said with a snort.

Heather went straight home from the police station and fed Bella. She called Danielle to see if she and Walt were back from Astoria.

“I was getting ready to call you and see if you were okay,” Danielle said.

“What do you mean?” Heather asked.

“I just got off the phone with Lily, who said Kelly told Ian you were at Ginny Thomas’s house, and a bookshelf about fell on you. You didn’t do anything to the bookshelf, did you?”

“No. But Caitlin did,” Heather said.

“Why don’t you come over. Chris is here now, he worried about you going to Ginny’s, and then I told him what Lily told me. Lily and Ian are on their way over here. We’re ordering pizza.”

“I’ll be right there,” Heather said.

The Beach Drive mediums, along with Lily and Ian, sat around the dining room table at Marlow House while Connor played on the floor nearby with Sadie. By the time the pizza arrived, Walt, Danielle, and Heather had each told the others about their recent ghostly encounters.

“That does not make me feel terrific about Caitlin almost killing Heather,” Lily said.

“Thanks, I think,” Heather grumbled.

Lily looked to Heather and said, “It’s just that Eva is always telling us ghosts can’t hurt innocents.”

“We were talking about Heather, not an innocent,” Chris teased.

“Oh, shut up,” Heather snapped. “Anyway, like Brian said, she didn’t hurt me, she just shook me up.”

Chris and the others looked at Heather. Chris arched his brow. “Brian? When did you tell Brian about this?”

Heather shrugged. She figured bigmouth Joe would tell Kelly, who would tell Ian. “I sorta stopped by the police station after it happened. Like I said, I was shook up, and I needed someone to talk to, and the police station was close by.”

“Brian?” Chris snickered.

“Anyway, when I was there, I had a strange encounter with someone named Cory Jones.” Heather told them what Cory had said.

“That’s weird. Is Cory a medium?” Danielle asked.

“Sounded like it,” Heather said.

“What I’m wondering, is it safe for Ginny to be in the house with Caitlin?” Ian asked. “I sure don’t like the idea of my sister going over there.”

“Why, isn’t Kelly an innocent?” Heather snarked.

Lily giggled, and Ian gave his wife a harsh look.

“Oh, come on, Ian, you have to admit that was funny,” Lily teased.

“I don’t call someone almost getting killed by a bookshelf funny,” Ian said.

“Actually, that part wasn’t too funny. Scared the crap out of me,” Heather said.

“I wish Marie or Eva would show up,” Danielle said. “Where are they?”

“One problem with ghosts, they lose track of time,” Chris reminded her.

“Eva or Marie need to handle Caitlin. It doesn’t sound like she’s aware she’s dead, and while I’m fairly certain the universe won’t let her antics hurt Ginny, she can still do a lot of damage,” Danielle said.

“Not trying to be funny, we really don’t know if Ginny is an innocent or not. But if she isn’t, then I guess it’s the universe’s call,” Heather said.

“We need Eva and Marie to