Page 315 of Icy Cold Death

When the radio came to life, it scared everyone in the vehicle. It also freaked them out for one fact.

If the dead were here, who was with the woman?

“HOUSTON. WE. HAVE. A. PROBLEM.”

Oh, Jesus.

Tori didn’t want to hear that and for so many reasons.

Only, she had to ask her brother what that was supposed to mean.

“What?” she asked Trey.

The dial spun.

“WE. SHOWED. UP. THERE. WAS. NO. ONE. BY. THE. LAKE. WE. LOOKED. AND. SEARCHED. LUCIAN. WAS. WRONG.”

Bishop and Tori were startled.

They couldn’t believe it.

Lucian was rarely wrong, and Bishop knew he and Ridge had made a huge sacrifice to go deeper into the static to find the killer.

There was no way.

What everyone else didn’t know was that he’d upped the ante on his gift.

Bishop trusted her husband.

If he said the woman was going to die, she was going to die.

“THERE. IS. NO. ONE. BEING. MURDERED. BY. THE. WATER. WE. SAW. NO. DEAD. WE. EVEN. LOOKED. HALFWAY. UP. THE. TRAIL.”

Well, shit.

What was going on?

“We’re here at the park,” Genesis said as they pulled into the almost empty parking lot. There was only one car there, and that was to be expected.

The snow was coming down. Who in their right mind would be here during a storm?

That’s when Bishop saw it.

“The woman!” she said, hoping out before Genesis could even put it in park.

Bishop hauled ass to a prone figure not far from her vehicle.

Tori and the detective were right behind her as she made the slippery mad dash to the body. Bishop slid to a stop, and felt the woman’s pulse.

She didn’t have one, but she was still very warm.

Instead of calling it, she rolled her over, unzipped her jacket, and did what any good cop would do.

She tried to resuscitate her.

They weren’t sure how long she was down, but they’d try to bring her back.

It was clear the killer had been here.

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